David Bowie
Slow Burn
(David Bowie) Here shall we live in this terrible town Where the price for our minds
shall squeeze them tight like a fist And the walls shall have eyes And the doors shall have ears
But we'll dance in their dark
And they'll play with our lives Like a Slow Burn
Leading us on and on and on Like a Slow Burn
Turning us round and round and round Hark who are we So small in times such as these
Slow Burn Slow Burn Oh, these are the days
These are the strangest of all
These are the nights These are the darkest to fall
But who knows?
Echoes in tenement halls
Who knows? Though the years spare them all
Letras de cancionesLike a Slow Burn Leading us on and on and on Like a Slow Burn Twirling us round and round and upside down
There's fear overhead There's fear overground Slow Burn Slow Burn
Like a Slow Burn Leading us on and on and on
Like a Slow Burn Turning us round and round and round And here are we
At the center of it all
Slow Burn
Slow Burn
Slow Burn
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