David Bowie - Rebel Rebel



"Rebel Rebel" is a song by English singer-songwriter David Bowie. It was released in the UK in February 1974 by RCA Records as the lead single from the album Diamond Dogs. Written and produced by Bowie, the song is based around a distinctive guitar riff reminiscent of the Rolling Stones.


Cited as his most-covered track, "Rebel Rebel" has been described as Bowie's farewell to the glam rock movement[3] that he had helped initiate, as well as being a proto-punk track. Two versions of the song were recorded: the well-known UK single release and the shorter US single release, which featured added background vocals, extra percussion and a new arrangement.



Upon its release, the song was a commercial success, peaking at number five on the UK Singles Chart and number 64 on the US Billboard Hot 100. The song received critical acclaim for its central guitar riff and strength as a glam anthem.


Several publications consider it to be one of Bowie's greatest songs. It was performed live by Bowie during many of his concert tours and since appeared on many compilation albums. It was remastered in 2016 as part of the Who Can I Be Now? (1974–1976) box set.




Lyrics


Doo doo doo-doo doo doo-doo doo

Doo doo doo-doo doo doo-doo doo

Doo doo doo-doo doo doo-doo doo


You've got your mother in a whirl

She's not sure if you're a boy or a girl

Hey, babe, your hair's alright

Hey, babe, let's go out tonight

You like me and I like it all

We like dancing and we look divine

You love bands when they're playing hard

You want more and you want it fast


They put you down, they say I'm wrong

You tacky thing, you put them on


Rebel Rebel, you've torn your dress

Rebel Rebel, your face is a mess

Rebel Rebel, how could they know?

Hot tramp, I love you so


Don't ya?

Doo doo doo-doo doo doo-doo doo


You've got your mother in a whirl

'Cause she's not sure if you're a boy or a girl

Hey, babe, your hair's alright

Hey, babe, let's stay out tonight

You like me and I like it all

We like dancing and we look divine

You love bands when they're playing hard

You want more and you want it fast


They put you down, they say I'm wrong

You tacky thing, you put them on


Rebel Rebel, you've torn your dress

Rebel Rebel, your face is a mess

Rebel Rebel, how could they know?

Hot tramp, I love you so


Don't ya?

Ooh!

Doo doo doo-doo doo doo-doo doo

Doo doo doo-doo doo doo-doo doo


Rebel Rebel, you've torn your dress

Rebel Rebel, your face is a mess

Rebel Rebel, how could they know?

Hot tramp, I love you so (don't ya?)


You've torn your dress, your face is a mess

You can't get enough, but enough ain't the test

You've got your transmission and your live wire

You got your cue line and a handful of ludes

You wanna be there when they count up the dudes

And I love your dress

You're a juvenile success

Because your face is a mess

So how could they know?

I said, how could they know?

So what you wanna know?

Calamity's child, chi-chi, chi-chi

Where'd you wanna go?

What can I do for you? Looks like I've been there too

'Cause you've torn your dress

And your face is a mess

Ooh, your face is a mess

Ooh, ooh, so how could they know?

Ah, ah, how could they know?

Ah, ah