Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Five Years, artist - David Bowie. Album song Bowie at the Beeb (The Best of the BBC Sessions 1968-1972), in the genre Иностранный рок
Date of issue: 24.09.2000
Record label: Parlophone
Song language: English
Five Years |
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 |
Saw boys and toys, electric irons, TVs |
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 |
I saw 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 milkshakes 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 got five years, stuck on my eyes |
We got five years, what a surprise |
We got five years, my brain hurts a lot |
We got five years, that’s all we’ve got |