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And so the story goes
they wore the clothes
they said the things
to make it seem improbable
the whale of a lie
like they hope it was
and the goodmen of tomorrow
had their feet in the wallow
and their heads of brawn
were nicer shorn
and how they bought their positions with saccharin and trust
and the world was asleep
to our latent fuss
sighing, the swirl through the streets
like the crust of the sun
the bewlay brothers
in our wings that bark
flashing teeth of brass
standing tall in the dark
oh, and we were gone
hanging out with your dwarf men
we were so turned on
by your lack of conclusions
I was stone and he was wax
so he could scream,
and still relax, unbelievable
and we frightened the small children away
and our talk was old
and dust would flow
thru our veins and lo!
it was midnight
back oand' the kitchen door
like the grim face
on the cathedral floor
and the solid book we wrote
cannot be found today
And it was stalking time
for the moonboys
the bewlay brothers
with our backs on the arch
in the devil-may-be-here
but he canand't sing about that
oh, and we were gone
real cool traders
we were so turned on
you thought we were fakers
Now the dress is hung,
the ticket pawned
the factor max that proved the fact
is melted down
and woven on the edging of my pillow
now my brother lays upon the rocks
he could be dead, he could be not
he could be you
heand's camelian, comedian, corinthian and caricature
andquot;shooting-up pie-in-the-skyandquot;
the bewlay brothers
in the feeble and the bad
the bewlay brothers
in the blessed and cold
in the crutch-hungry dark
was where we flayed our mark
oh, and we were gone
kings of oblivion
we were so turned on
in the mind-warp pavilion
Lay me place and bake me pie
iand'm starving for me gravy
leave my shoes, and door unlocked
i might just slip away
just for the day, hey!
please come away, hey! [repeat ad inf.]
Y así va la historia
que llevaban la ropa
dijeron que las cosas
para que parezca poco probable
la ballena de una mentira
al igual que esperamos que se
y los Goodmen del mañana
tenían sus pies en el revolcarse
y sus jefes de Brawn
eran más bonitas despojado
y la forma en que compraron sus posiciones con sacarina y la confianza
y el mundo estaba dormido
a nuestro escándalo latente
suspirando, el remolino a través de las calles
como la corteza del sol
los hermanos bewlay
en las alas que la corteza
los dientes intermitentes de bronce
de pie en la oscuridad
ah, y que se habían ido
salir con los hombres sus enanos
que se convirtieron así sucesivamente
por su falta de conclusiones
Yo era de piedra y él era de cera
para que pudiera gritar,
y todavía relajarse, increíble
y nos asustó a los niños pequeños alejados
y nuestra conversación era viejo
y el polvo fluiría
a través de nuestros venas y ¡oh!
era medianoche
O y vuelta "de la puerta de la cocina
como el rostro sombrío
en el piso de la catedral
y el libro que escribió sólida
no se puede encontrar hoy en día
Y estaba al acecho de tiempo
para los moonboys
los hermanos bewlay
con la espalda sobre el arco
en el diablo-poder-ser-aquí
pero
Ayúdanos a mejorar, si encuentras errores ¡Envíanos tu corrección!
David Bowie
The Bewlay Brothers
The Bewlay Brothers
And so the story goes
they wore the clothes
they said the things
to make it seem improbable
the whale of a lie
like they hope it was
and the goodmen of tomorrow
had their feet in the wallow
and their heads of brawn
were nicer shorn
and how they bought their positions with saccharin and trust
and the world was asleep
to our latent fuss
sighing, the swirl through the streets
like the crust of the sun
the bewlay brothers
in our wings that bark
flashing teeth of brass
standing tall in the dark
oh, and we were gone
hanging out with your dwarf men
we were so turned on
by your lack of conclusions
I was stone and he was wax
so he could scream,
and still relax, unbelievable
and we frightened the small children away
and our talk was old
and dust would flow
thru our veins and lo!
it was midnight
back oand' the kitchen door
like the grim face
on the cathedral floor
and the solid book we wrote
cannot be found today
And it was stalking time
for the moonboys
the bewlay brothers
with our backs on the arch
in the devil-may-be-here
but he canand't sing about that
oh, and we were gone
real cool traders
we were so turned on
you thought we were fakers
Now the dress is hung,
the ticket pawned
the factor max that proved the fact
is melted down
and woven on the edging of my pillow
now my brother lays upon the rocks
he could be dead, he could be not
he could be you
heand's camelian, comedian, corinthian and caricature
andquot;shooting-up pie-in-the-skyandquot;
the bewlay brothers
in the feeble and the bad
the bewlay brothers
in the blessed and cold
in the crutch-hungry dark
was where we flayed our mark
oh, and we were gone
kings of oblivion
we were so turned on
in the mind-warp pavilion
Lay me place and bake me pie
iand'm starving for me gravy
leave my shoes, and door unlocked
i might just slip away
just for the day, hey!
please come away, hey! [repeat ad inf.]
David Bowie
Los hermanos Bewlay
Los hermanos Bewlay
Y así va la historia
que llevaban la ropa
dijeron que las cosas
para que parezca poco probable
la ballena de una mentira
al igual que esperamos que se
y los Goodmen del mañana
tenían sus pies en el revolcarse
y sus jefes de Brawn
eran más bonitas despojado
y la forma en que compraron sus posiciones con sacarina y la confianza
y el mundo estaba dormido
a nuestro escándalo latente
suspirando, el remolino a través de las calles
como la corteza del sol
los hermanos bewlay
en las alas que la corteza
los dientes intermitentes de bronce
de pie en la oscuridad
ah, y que se habían ido
salir con los hombres sus enanos
que se convirtieron así sucesivamente
por su falta de conclusiones
Yo era de piedra y él era de cera
para que pudiera gritar,
y todavía relajarse, increíble
y nos asustó a los niños pequeños alejados
y nuestra conversación era viejo
y el polvo fluiría
a través de nuestros venas y ¡oh!
era medianoche
O y vuelta "de la puerta de la cocina
como el rostro sombrío
en el piso de la catedral
y el libro que escribió sólida
no se puede encontrar hoy en día
Y estaba al acecho de tiempo
para los moonboys
los hermanos bewlay
con la espalda sobre el arco
en el diablo-poder-ser-aquí
pero
Ayúdanos a mejorar, si encuentras errores ¡Envíanos tu corrección!
