Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Cygnet Committee, artist - David Bowie. Date of issue: 03.11.1970
Song language: English
Cygnet Committee |
| 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 |
| 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 |
| Ploughing 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 |
| 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 |