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David Bowie - Текст песни We’re the dead
Artist: David Bowie 
 Album: Diamond Dogs 
 Title: 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 paper, 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 laidDavid Bowie - We’re the dead - http://ru.motolyrics.com/david-bowie/were-the-dead-lyrics.html
 Pressing our love through the night
 Knowing it's right, knowing it's right
 Now i'm hoping someone 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










