David Bowie:Cygnet Committee
“Cygnet Committee” | |
Artist: | David Bowie |
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Albums: | Space Oddity (1969) |
Composers: | David Bowie |
Lyricists: | David Bowie |
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 brave 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 sang of new worlds, new ways ever free
Those whose promised stretched in hope and grace for me!
I bless you madly, sadly as tie my shoes
I love you badly, just in time at times I guess
Because of you I need to rest (oh, yeah)
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 dreams where all is God and God is just a word.
We had a friend the Talking Man
Who spoke of many powers 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
Infiltrating business cesspools, hating through our sleeves
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 some lovers were slain
For they knew not the words to 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 the love machine lumbers through through the desolation rows
Plowing down man, woman, listening to its commands
But not hearing anymore, not hearing anymore.
Just the shrieks from the old rich.
And I want to believe in the madness they call Now.
And I want to believe there's a light 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 x 5
I want to live x 6
Live x 3