The Jean Genie – Sunday night brilliance

Song Lyric Sunday – I’ve missed you guys these last few weeks! I’m going seventies again, with another David Bowie classic: the Jean Genie:

I know, this is really stretching the definition of ‘magic’, which was Helen’s prompt this week. But genies do magic… don’t they? Ok, so these lyrics have nothing to do with magic at all, but this song is awesome. Have a good week everyone!

A small Jean Genie
snuck off to the city
Strung out on lasers
and slash back blazers
Ate all your razors
while pulling the waiters
Talking bout Monroe
and walking on Snow White 19
New York’s a go-go 19
and everything tastes right
Poor little Greenie

The Jean Genie lives on his back
The Jean Genie loves chimney stacks
He’s outrageous, he screams and he bawls
Jean Genie let yourself go!

Sits like a man
but he smiles like a reptile
She loves him, she loves him but
just for a short while
She’ll scratch in the sand,
won’t let go his hand
He says he’s a beautician
and sells you nutrition
And keeps all your dead hair
for making up underwear
Poor little Greenie


He’s so simple minded
he can’t drive his module
He bites on the neon and sleeps in the capsule
Loves to be loved, loves to be loved
(David Bowie,


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