We Are The Dead — текст песни (David Bowie)

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



Were taking it hard all the time

Why dont we pass it by?

Just reply, youve changed your mind

Were 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 dont walk far"

For were breaking in the new boys, deceive your next of kin

For youre dancing where the dogs decay, defecating ecstasy

Youre 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 weve seen, because of all weve 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 its right, knowing its right



Now Im 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

Were todays scrambled creatures, locked in tomorrows double feature

Heavens on the pillow, its silence competes with hell

Its 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 youre sleeping

Its 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 weve seen, because of all weve said

We are the dead

We are the dead

We are the dead