Texty: David Bowie. Space Oddity. The Cygnet Committee.

I bless you sadly, madly 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 do they care, what of me?

Who praised their efforts to be free?
The words of care and strength and sympathy
I opened doors that would have blocked their way
Braved their cause to guide for little pay

Ravaged at my finance just for those
Those who said [Incomprehensible] for me
Those who promised [Incomprehensible] faith in me
Those who's promised [Incomprehensible] tranquility

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, 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 dream
Where all is God and God is just a word

We had a friend, a talking man
He spoke of many powers he had
Not of the best of men but ours
We used him, 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
Our silent guns of love will blast the sky

We crush [Incomprehensible]
And our weapons, where are the tongues of crying rage?
Where money stood, we planted seeds of rebirth
And we stabbed the backs of fathers, sons of dirt

Infiltrated business cesspools
Hating through our sleeves
Yeah, 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 and kick out your mother
Cut up your friend and screw up your brother
Or he'll get you in the end
And we know the flag of love is from above
We can force you to be free
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 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

We want to live, we want to live
I want to live, oh, I want to live
I want to live, I want to live
Live, live