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    The Bewlay Brothers

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    The Bewlay Brothers
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      About "The Bewlay Brothers"

      Lyrics for David Bowie - "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 good men 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
      Through our veins and lo!
      It was midnight
      Back o' 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 can'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
      He's Camelian, Comedian, Corinthian and Caricature
      "Shooting-up Pie-in-the-Sky"
      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
      I'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.]

      SONGWRITERS:
      BOWIE, DAVID
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