Lyrics : David Bowie
Music : David Bowie
Man, she punched me like a dude
Hold your mad hands, I cried
'Tis a pity she was a whore
'Tis my curse, I suppose
That was patrol
That was patrol
This is the war
Black struck the kiss, he kept my cock
Smote the mistress, drifting on
'Tis a pity she was a whore
She stole my purse, with rattling speed
That was patrol
This is the war
'Tis a pity she was a whore
Man, she punched me like a dude
Hold your mad hands, I cried
'Tis a pity she was a whore
'Tis my fate, I suppose
For, that was patrol
That was patrol
'Tis a pity she was a whore
'Tis a pity she was a whore
Woo!
Ahh! Woo!
Woo!
Audio Assistant : Erin Tonkon/Joe Visciano/Kabir Hermon
Audio Engineer : Kevin Killen/Tony Visconti
Flute : Donny McCaslin
Backing Vocals : Erin Tonkon
Acoustic Guitar : David Bowie
Guitar : Ben Monder
Keyboard : Jason Lindner
Drums : Mark Guiliana
Vocals : David Bowie
Bass Guitar : Tim Lefebvre
Mastering Engineer : Joe LaPorta
Mixing Engineer : Tom Elmhirst
Mixing Engineer : David Bowie/Tony Visconti