So She-David Bowie

[00:19.38]"Look into my eyes," he tells her [00:35.91]"I'm gonna say goodbye," he says, yeah [00:37.83]All the day(?) she thinks of is love, yeah [00:39.90]They whip him through the streets (?) [00:40.47]The gormless and the baying crowd right there [00:42.93]I can't get enough of that doomsday song [00:43.80]You can't get enough of it all [00:44.37]Listen! [00:44.85]Listen to the whores, he tells her [00:45.60]He fashions paper sculptures of them [00:48.81]He drags them to the river's bank in the car [00:51.51]Their soggy paper bodies wash ashore in the dark [00:54.90]And the priest (?)stiff in hate(?) (?) [00:55.47]Of his(?) women dressed as men for the pleasure of that priest [00:56.70]Here I am, not quite dying [01:00.45]My body left to rot in a hollow tree [01:05.91]It's branches forming shadows on the gallows (?)for me(?) [01:08.61]And the next day, and the next, and another day [01:10.89]Ignoring the pain of their particular diseases [01:12.39]They chase him through the alleys, chase him down the steps [01:13.41]They're crawling through the mud and they chant for his death [01:23.52]And drag him to the feed of the purple-headed reek(?) [01:24.60]First they give you everything that you want [01:27.36]Then they take back everything that you have [01:29.04]They live upon their feet and they die upon their knees [01:34.71]They can work with Satan while they dress like the saints [01:39.72]They know god exists for the devil to (?) [01:40.65]And they scream my name aloud down into the world below [01:47.58]Here I am, not quite dying [01:50.31]My body left to rot in a hollow tree [01:52.86]It's branches forming shadows on the gallows (?)for me(?) [02:03.24]And the next day, and the next, and another day