David Bowie

We Are the Dead

(David Bowie)
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Gm                 A#       F
Something kind of hit me today,
I looked at you and
Dm               D             D# A#
Wondered if you saw things my way
 F           D/F#        Gm
People will hold us to blame
   Gm7      D#       C        F
It hit me today, it hit me today

      Gm        A#           F
We're taking it hard all the time
                     Dm           D          D#             A#
Why don't we pass it by, just reply you've changed your mind
       F                D/F#          Gm
We're fighting with the eyes of the blind
Gm7       D#     C         F        D# Dm A#
Taking it hard, taking it hard, yet now

    G#               F#      F             C
We feel that we are paper, choking on you nightly
      A#              G#            F#                F
They tell me son, we want you, be elusive, but don't walk far
            C              A#      G#                     F#
For we're breaking in the new boys, deceive your next of kin
            F                 C         A#           G#
For you're dancing where the dogs decay, defecating ecstasy
               F#           F
You're just an ally of the leecher
   C             A#                 G#               F#
Locator for the virgin King, but I love you in your fuck me pumps
          F                  C
And your nimble dress that trails
     A#                G#                F#               F
Oh, dress yourself, my urchin one, for I hear them on the rails
           C             A#           G#
Because of all we've seen, because of all we've said
F#          D  C D C
We are the dead

Gm                A#           F
One thing kind of touched me today
                    Dm             D            D#  A#
I looked at you and counted all the times we had laid
F            D                Gm
Pressing our love through the night
Gm7          D#     C            F
Knowing it's right, knowing it's right
Gm             A#            F
Now I'm hoping some one will care
              Dm          D          D#    A#
Living on the breath of a hope to be shared
F               D           Gm
Trusting on the sons of our love
     Gm7          D#    C            F         D#  Dm  A#
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 pressmen
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 theatre of financiers
Count them, fifteen '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
из альбома: “Diamond Dogs” (1974)


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