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David Bowie - Ricochet / 1983
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Versuri/text:
Like weeds on a rock face
Waiting for the scythe
Ricochet, Ricochet.
The world is on a corner
Waiting for jobs
Ricochet, Ricochet
Turn the holy pictures
So they face the wall
And who can bear to be forgotten
And who can bear to be forgotten
March of flowers march of dimes
These are the prisons, these are the crimes
Men wait for news while
thousands are still asleep.
Dreaming of tramlines
Factories, pieces of machinery
Mine shafts, things like that
March of flowers march of dimes
These are the prisons
these are the crimes
Sound of thunder, sound of gold
Sound of the devil
breaking parole
Ricochet. It's not the end of the world
Sound of thunder sound of gold
Sound of the devil
breaking parole
Ricochet, Ricochet
These are the prisons these are the crimes
Teaching life in a violent new way
Ricochet, Ricochet
Turn the holy pictures so they face the wall
Who can bear to be forgotten
Who can bear to be forgotten
March of flowers, march of dimes
These are the prisons these are the crimes
Early before the sun
They struggle of to the gates
In their secret fearful places
They see their lives
Unraveling before them
March of flowers, march of dimes
These are the prisons these are the crimes
Sound of thunder sound of gold
Sound of the devil
breaking parole
Ricochet
It's not the end of the world
But when they get home
Damp eyed and weary
They smile and crush their children
To their heavy chests
Making unfulfillable promises
For who can bear to be forgotten.
Versuri/text:
Like weeds on a rock face
Waiting for the scythe
Ricochet, Ricochet.
The world is on a corner
Waiting for jobs
Ricochet, Ricochet
Turn the holy pictures
So they face the wall
And who can bear to be forgotten
And who can bear to be forgotten
March of flowers march of dimes
These are the prisons, these are the crimes
Men wait for news while
thousands are still asleep.
Dreaming of tramlines
Factories, pieces of machinery
Mine shafts, things like that
March of flowers march of dimes
These are the prisons
these are the crimes
Sound of thunder, sound of gold
Sound of the devil
breaking parole
Ricochet. It's not the end of the world
Sound of thunder sound of gold
Sound of the devil
breaking parole
Ricochet, Ricochet
These are the prisons these are the crimes
Teaching life in a violent new way
Ricochet, Ricochet
Turn the holy pictures so they face the wall
Who can bear to be forgotten
Who can bear to be forgotten
March of flowers, march of dimes
These are the prisons these are the crimes
Early before the sun
They struggle of to the gates
In their secret fearful places
They see their lives
Unraveling before them
March of flowers, march of dimes
These are the prisons these are the crimes
Sound of thunder sound of gold
Sound of the devil
breaking parole
Ricochet
It's not the end of the world
But when they get home
Damp eyed and weary
They smile and crush their children
To their heavy chests
Making unfulfillable promises
For who can bear to be forgotten.
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