Hang On to Yourself
David Bowie Lyrics


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Well she's a tongue twisting storm, she will come to the show tonight
Praying to the light machine
She wants my honey not my money she's a funky-thigh collector
Layin' on 'lectric dreams

Come on, come on, we've really got a good thing going
Well come on, well come on, if you think we're gonna make it
You better hang on to yourself

We can't dance, we don't talk much, we just ball and play
But then we move like tigers on Vaseline
Well the bitter comes out better on a stolen guitar
You're the blessed, we're the spiders from Mars

Come on, come on, we've really got a good thing going
Well come on, well come on, if you think we're gonna make it
You better hang on to yourself
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Come on, come on, we've really got a good thing going
Well come on, well come on, if you think we're gonna make it
You better hang on to yourself

Come on, come on, we've really got a good thing going
Well come on, well come on, if you think we're gonna make it
You better hang on to yourself

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Overall Meaning

Hang On to Yourself by David Bowie is a song that encapsulates the themes of rebellion, hedonism, and raw energy that characterized the glam rock era of the early 1970s. The lyrics describe a woman who is a "tongue twisting storm", someone who is wild and unpredictable. She is "praying to the light machine", a reference to the spotlights and other effects used in live performances. The woman wants Bowie's "honey not my money"; she is not interested in him for his wealth but for his sexual energy and charisma. She is a "funky-thigh collector," someone who seeks out excitement and pleasure wherever she can find it. Bowie sings about "electric dreams", referring to the futuristic and fantastical visions that he and his audience shared.


The song has a sense of urgency, a feeling that Bowie and his band are living life to the fullest and that the people watching them need to do the same. The chorus admonishes the listener to "hang on to yourself" if they want to keep up with Bowie and his crew. The verses describe the way that they move and act, as though they are animals with an innate sense of rhythm and grace. The line "we're the spiders from Mars" is a reference to the concept album that Bowie released the same year as this song, Ziggy Stardust and the Spiders from Mars. The song is a classic example of Bowie's theatrical style and his ability to create memorable characters and narratives through his music.


Line by Line Meaning

Well she's a tongue twisting storm, she will come to the show tonight
The woman is an unpredictable force that brings excitement to the performance.


Praying to the light machine
Relying on technology to create a worthy performance.


She wants my honey not my money she's a funky-thigh collector
The woman is not interested in material possessions, but rather the experience of being with him.


Layin' on 'lectric dreams
Imagining a future where technology is even more integrated into their music.


Come on, come on, we've really got a good thing going
We have a great connection and collaborative energy.


Well come on, well come on, if you think we're gonna make it
If we are going to succeed, we need to stay dedicated and focused.


You better hang on to yourself
Stay strong and believe in yourself.


We can't dance, we don't talk much, we just ball and play
We are not concerned with social norms or verbal communication; we just focus on the music.


But then we move like tigers on Vaseline
When we perform, our movements are smooth and powerful.


Well the bitter comes out better on a stolen guitar
Often the most authentic and raw emotions are expressed through unconventional means.


You're the blessed, we're the spiders from Mars
We are unique and special, and our music reflects that.


Come on
Keep the energy and momentum going.




Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: David Bowie

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