David Bowie - Chant Of The Ever Circling Skeletal Family

Don't talk of dust and roses Or should we powder our noses? Don't live for last year's capers Give me steel, give me steel, give me pulses unreal He'll build a glass asylum With just a hint of mayhem He'll build a better whirlpool We'll be living from sin, then we can really begin Please savior, saviour, show us Hear me, I'm graphically yours Someone to claim us, someone to follow Someone to shame us, some brave apollo Someone to fool us, someone like you We want you big brother, big brother I know you think you're awful square But you made everyone and you've been every where Lord, I'd take an overdose if you knew what's going down Someone to claim us, someone to follow Someone to shame us, some brave apollo Someone to fool us, someone like you Someone to claim us, someone to follow Someone to shame us, some brave apollo Someone to fool, someone like you Someone to claim us, someone to follow Someone to shame us, some brave apollo Someone to fool, someone like you We want you big brother