David Bowie’s Last Album Was A Parting Gift for Fans Confirms Producer

The only appropriate way David Bowie could leave his fans.

David Bowie’s final album, Blackstar, was designed as a farewell gift to his fans, his producer Tony Visconti confirmed in a Facebook post. This statement will have millions of fans reading and rereading lyrics such as “Look up here, I’m in Heaven!” and “Something happened on the day he died”, looking for meaning in the messages the icon left behind.

He always did what he wanted to do. And he wanted to do it his way and he wanted to do it the best way. His death was…

Posted by Tony Visconti on Monday, January 11, 2016

Bowie died peacefully today after an 18-month battle with cancer. A video for “Lazarus” was released two days prior to his death and gives fans insight into his world during his last few months.

The single opens with the lyrics, “Look up here, I’m in Heaven!” The video shows Bowie lying on a hospital bed wearing a blindfold and finishes with the musician backing into a dark closet. The title could be referencing Lazarus from the Bible who was raised from the dead by Jesus four days after passing.

Bowie’s 25th studio album and grand finale, Blackstar, is complete with seven tracks and features a simple black star on the cover. Like his life, his death was truly a work of art.

Decode the lyrics for yourself or just bask in the glory of Bowie’s final act below:


Something happened on the day he died

Spirit rose a metre and stepped aside

Somebody else took his place, and bravely cried

(I’m a blackstar, I’m a blackstar)


Look up here, I’m in Heaven!

I’ve got scars that can’t be seen

I’ve got drama, can’t be stolen,

Everybody knows me now

Look up here, man, I’m in danger!

I’ve got nothing left to lose

I’m so high, it makes my brain whirl

Dropped my cellphone down below

Ain’t that just like me?!

By the time I got to New York

I was living like a king

Then I used up all my money

I was looking for your ass

This way or no way

You know I’ll be free

Just like that bluebird

Now, ain’t that just like me?

Oh, I’ll be free

Just like that bluebird

Oh, I’ll be free

Ain’t that just like me?

Sue (Or In a Season of Crime)


The clinic called

The x-ray’s fine

I brought you home

I just said home

Sue, you said you want it written

Sue, the virgin on your stone

For your grave

Why too dark to speak the words?

For, I know that you have a son

Oh, folly, Sue

I Can’t Give Everything Away

I know something is very wrong

The pulse returns the prodigal sons

The blackout hearts, the flowered news

With skull designs upon my shoes


‘Tis A Pity She Was A Whore


Girl Loves Me


Dollar Days