Crack City — текст песни (David Bowie)

Oh come all you children

Dont grab that scabby hand

It belongs to mr. sniff and tell

It belongs to the candyman



Dont whore your little bodies

The worms of paradise

Like everest its fatal

Its peaks are cold as ice



Theyre riding on the subways

Theyre riding on the streets

Theyll ride you down to the gutters

Theyll ride you off your feet



Gonna hit crack city

Hit crack city



Yeah piss on the icon monsters

Whose guitars bequeath you pain

Theyll face you down to their level

With their addictions and their fast lanes



Corrupt with shaky visions

And crack and coke and alcohol

Theyre just a bunch of assholes

With buttholes for their brains



You cant keep on riding

Pain you know so well

Theyll ride you down to the gutter

And they ride you down to hell



Gonna hit crack city

Hit crack city



And you the master dealer

May death be on your brow

May razors slash your mainline

Im calling you out right now



May all your vilest nightmares

Consume your shrunken head

May the ho-ho-hoounds of paranoia

Dance upon your stinking bed



Dont look at me you fuckhead

This nations turning blue

Its stink it fouls the highways

Its filth it sticks like glue



Hit crack city

Hit crack city



Hit carck city



Theyll bury you in velvet

And place you underground

The hatred of yourself

And the sufferings that conspire

To take your little body and throw it to the

Fools



And the hounds that rip your flesh

Only your mind can take you out of this

Only your mind or death



Im riding on the subway

The subway down to hell

Ive finished with this journey

Oh I seem to know it well



Oh gonna hit crack city

Hit crack city

Hit crack city

Hit crack city

Hit crack city



Yeah



Hit crack city