Momus - David Bowie sings about Momus lyrics

Bowie (Tentatively, to Momus's face): Presbyterian would-be, with yellowy teeth... Momus: Sorry? Bowie: (Turning to piano): Presbyterian would-be Who wants to be me Already a has-been WIth an eye that can't see You're remarkably ugly You should never leave home And your songs are as twee As my own "Laughing Gnome" Bowie (Speaking): No, wait, no "Laughing Gnome" references... (Singing again) Remarkably ugly Inelegant man As twee as a Belle And Sebastian fan Don't give up the dayjob Your column in Wired... Linda: The twat'll say he's resigned the day he gets fired! Bowie: I like that, Linda! Very good! Momus: Yes, very good Linda, I like that too! Bowie (Singing): You're just a big copycat Playing my game But nobody likes you You'll never have fame And it cuts like a knife How it's all gone so wrong Take revenge for your life In Presbyterian songs Crowd: And we all sing along... You've made a new album? We don't give a f**! Want to be a contender? You're bang out of luck! Bowie: Perverted old wannabe Losing the plot Look in the mirror I am who you're not When I look in the mirror At least I see me Not a thin scruffy Scotsman With yellowy teeth See his yellow teeth! (Teeth teeth, teeth teeth) See his yellow teeth! (Repeat to fade)