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