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BOWIE : DECADE

by Eric & Jeff Clayton

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1.
I bless you madly, Sadly as I tie my shoes I love you badly, Just in time, at times, I guess Because of you I need to rest Because it's you That sets the test So much has gone And little is new And as the sparrow sings Dawn chorus for Someone else to hear The Thinker sits alone growing older And so bitter "I gave Them life I gave Them all They drained my very soul ...Dry I crushed my heart To ease their pains No thought for me remains there Nothing can they spare What of me? Who praised their efforts To be free? Words of strength and care And sympathy I opened doors That would have blocked their way I braved their cause to guide, For little pay I ravaged at my finance just for those Those whose claims were steeped in peace, tranquility Those who said a new world, new ways ever free Those whose promises stretched in hope and grace for me" I bless you madly, Sadly as I tie my shoes I love you badly, just in time, At times, I guess Because of you I need to rest, oh yes Because it's you That sets the test So much has gone And little is new And as the sunrise stream Flickers on me, My friends talk Of glory, untold dream, where all is God and God is just a word "We had a friend, a talking man Who spoke of many powers that he had Not of the best of men, but ours We used him We let him use his powers We let him fill our needs Now we are strong And the road is coming to its end Now the damned have no time to make amends No purse of token fortune stands in our way The silent guns of love Will blast the sky We broke the ruptured structure built of age Our weapons were the tongues of crying rage Where money stood We planted seeds of rebirth And stabbed the backs of fathers Sons of dirt Infiltrated business cesspools Hating through our sleeves Yea, and we slit the Catholic throat Stoned the poor On slogans such as 'Wish You Could Hear' 'Love Is All We Need' 'Kick Out The Jams' 'Kick Out Your Mother' 'Cut Up Your Friend' 'Screw Up Your Brother or He'll Get You In the End' And we know the flag of love is from above And we can force you to be free And we can force you to believe" And I close my eyes and tighten up my brain For I once read a book in which the lovers were slain For they knew not the words of the Free States' refrain It said: "I believe in the power of good I believe in the state of love I will fight for the right to be right I will kill for the good of the fight for the right to be right" And I open my eyes to look around And I see a child laid slain On the ground As a love machine lumbers through desolation rows Plowing down man, woman, listening to its command But not hearing anymore Not hearing anymore Just the shrieks from the old rich And I want to believe In the madness that calls 'Now' And I want to believe That a light's shining through Somehow And I want to believe And you want to believe And we want to believe And we want to live Oh, we want to live We want to live We want to live We want to live We want to live We want to live I want to live I want to live I want to live I want to live I want to live I want to live Live Live Live
2.
In the corner of the morning in the past I would sit and blame the master first and last All the roads were straight and narrow And the prayers were small and yellow And the rumour spread that I was aging fast Then I ran across a monster who was sleeping By a tree And I looked and frowned and the monster was me Well, I said hello and I said hello And I asked, why not, and I replied, I don't know So we asked a simple black bird, who was happy as can be And he laughed insane and quipped Kahlil Gibran And I cried for all the others till the day was nearly through For I realized that God's a young man too Ho Oh I said so long and I waved bye-bye And I smashed my soul and traded my mind Got laid by a young bordello Who was vaguely half asleep For which my reputation swept back home in drag And the moral of this magic spell Negotiates my hide When God did take my logic for a ride (Riding along) Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh He swallowed his pride and puckered his lips And showed me the leather belt round his hips My knees were shaking my cheeks aflame He said you'll never go down to the Gods again (Turn around, go back) He struck the ground a cavern appeared And I smelt the burning pit of fear We crashed a thousand yards below I said do it again, do it again (Turn around, go back) His nebulous body swayed above His tongue swollen with devil's love The snake and I, a venom high I said do it again, do it again (Turn around, go back) Breathe, breathe, breathe deeply And I was seething, breathing deeply Spitting sentry, horned and tailed Waiting for you, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
3.
Quicksand 06:35
Quicksand I'm closer to the Golden Dawn Immersed in Crowley's uniform Of imagery I'm living in a silent film Portraying Himmler's sacred realm Of dream reality I'm frightened by the total goal Drawing to the ragged hole And I ain't got the power anymore No, I ain't got the power anymore I'm the twisted name on Garbo's eyes Living proof of Churchill's lies, I'm destiny I'm torn between the light and dark Where others see their targets, divine symmetry Should I kiss the viper's fang? Or herald loud the death of Man I'm sinking in the quicksand of my thought And I ain't got the power anymore Don't believe in yourself, don't deceive with belief Knowledge comes with death's release Aah-aah, aah-aah, aah-aah, aah-aah I'm not a prophet or a stone-age man Just a mortal with the potential of a superman I'm living on I'm tethered to the logic of Homo Sapien Can't take my eyes from the great salvation Of bullshit faith If I don't explain what you ought to know You can tell me all about it on the next Bardo I'm sinking in the quicksand of my thought And I ain't got the power anymore Don't believe in yourself, don't deceive with belief Knowledge comes with death's release Aah-aah, aah-aah, aah-aah, aah-aah Don't believe in yourself, don't deceive with belief Knowledge comes with death's release Aah-aah, aah-aah, aah-aah, aah-aah
4.
Five Years 05:35
Pushing through the market square, so many mothers sighing News had just come over, we had five years left to cry in News guy wept and told us, earth was really dying Cried so much his face was wet, then I knew he was not lying I heard telephones, opera house, favourite melodies I saw boys, toys electric irons and T.V.'s My brain hurt like a warehouse, it had no room to spare I had to cram so many things to store everything in there And all the fat-skinny people, and all the tall-short people And all the nobody people, and all the somebody people I never thought I'd need so many people A girl my age went off her head, hit some tiny children If the black hadn't a-pulled her off, I think she would have killed them A soldier with a broken arm, fixed his stare to the wheels of a Cadillac A cop knelt and kissed the feet of a priest, and a queer threw up at the sight of that I think I saw you in an ice-cream parlour, drinking milk shakes cold and long Smiling and waving and looking so fine, don't think You knew you were in this song And it was cold and it rained so I felt like an actor And I thought of Ma and I wanted to get back there Your face, your race, the way that you talk I kiss you, you're beautiful, I want you to walk We've got five years, stuck on my eyes We've got five years, what a surprise We've got five years, my brain hurts a lot We've got five years, that's all we've got
5.
Time 06:17
Time - He's waiting in the wings He speaks of senseless things His script is you and me boys Time - He flexes like a whore Falls wanking to the floor His trick is you and me, boy Time - In Quaaludes and red wine Demanding Billy Dolls And other friends of mine Take your time The sniper in the brain, regurgitating drain Incestuous and vain, and many other last names I look at my watch it say 9:25 and I think "Oh God I'm still alive" We should be on by now [x2] La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la [repeat] You - are not a victim You - just scream with boredom You - are not evicting time Chimes - Goddamn, you're looking old You'll freeze and catch a cold 'Cause you've left your coat behind Take your time Breaking up is hard, but keeping dark is hateful I had so many dreams, I had so many breakthroughs But you, my love, were kind, but love has left you dreamless The door to dreams was closed. Your park was real dreamless Perhaps you're smiling now, smiling through this darkness But all I had to give was the guilt for dreaming We should be on by now [x5] La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la [repeat] Yeah, time!
6.
You always were the one that knew They sold us for the likes of you I always wanted new surroundings A room to rent while the lizards lay crying in the heat Trying to remember who to meet I would take a foxy kind of stand While tens of thousands found me in demand When you rock 'n' roll with me No one else I'd rather be Nobody here can do it for me I'm in tears again When you rock 'n' roll with me Gentle hearts are counted down The queue is out of sight and out of sounds Me, I'm out of breath, but not quite doubting I've found a door which lets me out! When you rock 'n' roll with me No one else I'd rather be Nobody here can do it for me I'm in tears again When you rock 'n' roll with me When you rock 'n' roll with me No one else I'd rather be Nobody here can do it for me I'm in tears again When you rock 'n' roll with me When you rock 'n' roll with me No one else I'd rather be Nobody here can do it for me I'm in tears again When you rock 'n' roll with me
7.
Fame 04:17
Fame makes a man take things over Fame lets him loose, hard to swallow Fame puts you there where things are hollow (fame) Fame, it's not your brain, it's just the flame That burns your change to keep you insane (fame) Fame, (fame) what you like is in the limo Fame, (fame) what you get is no tomorrow Fame, (fame) what you need you have to borrow Fame Fame, (fame) it's mine, it's mine, it's just his line To bind your time, it drives you to crime (fame) Is it any wonder I reject you first? Fame, fame, fame, fame Is it any wonder you are too cool to fool? (fame) Fame, bully for you, chilly for me Got to get a rain check on pain (fame) Fame Fame, fame, fame Fame, fame, fame Fame, fame, fame, fame Fame, fame, fame, fame Fame, fame, fame Fame, what's your name? Fame
8.
In this age of grand illusion You walked into my life Out of my dreams I don't need another change Still you forced your way Into my scheme of things You say we're growing, Growing heart and soul In this age of grand illusion You walked into my life Out of my dreams Sweet name, you're born once again for me Sweet name, you're born once again for me Oh sweet name, I call you again You're born once again for me Just because I believe, don't mean I don't think as well Don't have to question everything In heaven or hell Lord, I kneel and offer you My word on a wing And I'm trying hard to fit among Your scheme of things It's safer than a strange land But I still care for myself And I don't stand in my own light Lord, Lord, MY prayer flies Like a word on a wing My prayer flies Like a word on a wing Does my prayer fit in With your scheme of things? In this age of grand illusion You walked into my life Out of my dreams Sweet name, you're born once again for me Just as long as I can see, I'll never stop this vision flowing I look twice and you're still flowing Just as long as I can walk I'll walk beside you, I'm alive in you Sweet name, you're born once again for me And I'm ready to shape the scheme of things Ooh, ready to shape The scheme of things Ooh, ready to shape The scheme of things Ooh, ready to shape The scheme of things Ooh, ready to shape The scheme of things Lord, I kneel and offer you My word on a wing And I'm trying hard to fit among Your scheme of things It's safer than a strange land, But I still care for myself And I don't stand in my own light Oh Lord, Lord, Lord, my prayer flies Like a word on a wing And I'm trying hard to fit among Your scheme of things It's safer than a strange land, But I still care for myself And I don't stand in my own light Lord, Lord, my prayer flies Like a word on a wing My prayer flies like a word on a wing Does my prayer fit in With your scheme of things?
9.
Breaking Glass Baby I've been Breaking glass in your room again Listen Don't look At the carpet I drew something awful on it See You're such a wonderful person But you got problems oh-oh-oh-oh I'll never touch you Always Crashing in the Same Car Every chance, every chance that I take I take it on the road Those kilometers and the red lights I was always looking left and right Oh, but I'm Always crashing in the same car Jasmine, I saw you peeping As I pushed my foot down to the floor I was going 'round and 'round The hotel garage Must have been touching close to 94 Oh, but I'm Always crashing in the same car
10.
Sons of the silent age Stand on platforms, blank looks and notebooks Sit in back rows of city limits Lay in bed coming and going on easy terms Sons of the silent age Pace their rooms like a cell's dimensions Rise for a year or two then make war Search through their one-inch thoughts Then decide it couldn't be done Baby, I'll never let you go All I see is all I know Let's take another way down (sons of sound and sons of sound) Baby, baby, I'll never let you down I can't stand another sound Let's fin another way in (sons of sound and sons of sound) Sons of the silent age Listen to tracks by Sam Therapy and King Dice Sons of the silent age Pick up in bars and cry only once Sons of the silent age Make love only once but dream and dream Don't walk, they just glide in and out of life They never die, they just go to sleep one day Baby, I won't ever let you go All I see is all I know Let's take another way down (sons of sound and sons of sound) Oh, baby, baby, baby, I won't ever let you down I can't stand another sound Let's find another way in (sons of sound and sons of sound) (Sons of sound and sons of sound) baby, baby, baby Fire away
11.
"You know who I am, " he said The speaker was an angel He coughed and shook his crumpled wings Closed his eyes and moved his lips "It's time we should be going" Look back in anger, driven by the night Till you come (Waiting so long, I've been waiting so, waiting so) Look back in anger, see it in my eyes 'Til you come No one seemed to hear him So he leafed through a magazine And, yawning, rubbed the sleep away Very sane he seemed to me Look back in anger, driven by the night 'Til you come (Waiting so long, I've been waiting so, waiting so) Look back in anger, feel it in my voice 'Til you come
12.
Do you remember a guy that's been In such an early song? I've heard a rumor from Ground Control Oh no, don't say it's true They got a message from the Action Man "I'm happy, hope you're happy too I've loved all I've needed, love Sordid details following" The shrieking of nothing is killing, just Pictures of Jap girls in synthesis and I Ain't got no money and I ain't got no hair But I'm hoping to kick but the planet it's glowing Ashes to ashes, funk to funky We know Major Tom's a junkie Strung out in heaven's high Hitting an all-time low Time and again I tell myself I'll stay clean tonight But the little green wheels are following me Oh no, not again I'm stuck with a valuable friend "I'm happy, hope you're happy too" One flash of light but no smoking pistol I never done good things (I never done good things) I never done bad things (I never done bad things) I never did anything out of the blue, woh-o-oh Want an axe to break the ice Wanna come down right now Ashes to ashes, funk to funky We know Major Tom's a junkie Strung out in heaven's high Hitting an all-time low My mother said, to get things done You'd better not mess with Major Tom My mother said, to get things done You'd better not mess with Major Tom My mother said, to get things done You'd better not mess with Major Tom My mother said, to get things done You'd better not mess with Major Tom

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