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We Are The Dead

Text písně We Are The Dead

Something kind of hit me today
I looked at you and wondered 
if you saw things my way


People will hold us to blame
It hit me today 
it hit me today


We're taking it hard all the time
Why don't we pass it by?
Just reply, 
you've changed your mind
We're fighting 
with the eyes of the blind
Taking it hard, 
taking it hard


Yet now
We feel that we are papers, 
choking on you nightly
They tell me 
"Son, we want you be elusive
but don't walk far"
For we're breaking in the new boys, 
deceive your next of kin
For you're dancing 
where the dogs decay, 
defecating ecstasy


You're just an ally of the leecher
Locator for the virgin King, 
but I love you in your fuck-me pumps
And your nimble dress that trails
Oh, dress yourself, 
my urchin one, for I hear them on the rails
Because of all we've seen, 
because of all we've said
We are the dead


One thing kind of touched me today


I looked at you 
and counted all the times we had laid
Pressing our love through the night


Knowing it's right, knowing it's right


Now I'm hoping some one will care
Living on the breath of 
a hope to be shared


Trusting on the sons of our love
That someone will care
someone will care


But now
We're today's scrambled creatures, 
locked in tomorrow's double feature
Heaven's on the pillow, 
its silence competes with hell
It's a twenty-four hour service, 
guaranteed to make you tell


And the streets are full of press men
Bent on getting hung and buried
And the legendary curtains 
are drawn 'round Baby Bankrupt


Who sucks you while you're sleeping
It's the theater of financiers
Count them, fifty 'round a table
White and dressed to kill


Oh caress yourself, my juicy
For my hands have all but withered
Oh dress yourself my urchin one, 
for I hear them on the stairs
Because of all we've seen, 
because of all we've said


We are the dead
We are the dead
We are the dead

					

Diskografie David Bowie – David Bowie