Bowie Lyrics Generator - General (Vienna, January 2016)

Here am I floating
By your lack of conclusions
Hang him on my wall

They said the things
"God knows I'm good
When a nation hides
You can leave my friend and me with fond adieu
It burns my wall with time
But I'll slip out again tonight
You can't stake your lives on a Saviour Machine
What are we coming to
when they pick on you
But it could have been me
It's so hard for us to really be
just for show
Just a mortal
The whale of a lie
Don't set me free, I'm as helpless as can be
Power weird by mystics taught
Left generals squashed and stifled
Because of you I need to rest, oh yes

The hand that wrote this letter
That a light's shining through
But now I've got the running gun blues
I opened doors
Lies a solitary son

sadly as I tie my shoes
from Freecloud
I love you badly,
on the Cathedral floor

And the missionary mystic of peace/love
But I've got things inside my head
Cause they haven't taken back my rifle

As I ask you to focus on
You cry a little in the dark
bathed in blue...
From paradise
We were so Turned On
You can't stake your lives on a Saviour Machine
Into the paper bag at her side

Man is an obstacle, sad as the clown, Oh by jingo
And I ain't got the power anymore
They're quite aware of what they're going through
The Thinker sits alone growing older
Stumbled to cry among the clouds
And take the car downtown

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