David Bowie

UK (1947)




time
he's waiting in the wings
he speaks of senseless things
his script is you and me, boy

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 says
9:25 and I think
"Oh God I'm still alive"
we should be on by now


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 really 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
we should be on by now




en Aladdin Sane, 1973