Beat Of Your Drum — текст песни (David Bowie)

Photograph king, watches you go
Fashions may change, heaven knows, but you still leave a stain on me

Supplement queen, your colours may fade
Seasons may change, weather blows, but you still leave a mark on me

Wrong-negative fades-never the twain, reckless and tame

I like the beat of your drum
I like to look in your eyes
I like to look thru your things
I`d like to beat on your drum

I like the smell of your flesh
I like the dirt that you dish
I like the clothes that you wear
I`d like to beat on your drum

Disco brat-follow the pack
Watching you peel, heaven knows, prison can`t hold all this greedy
intention

Vanity`s child-picture you now
Music may change-hi-di-ho keen to follow your nose

Wrong-love out of tune
Sweet is the night, bright light destroys me

CHORUS
I like the beat of your drum
I like to look in your eyes
I like to look thru your things
I`d like to beat on your drum

I like the smell of your flesh
I like the dirt that you dish
I like the clothes that you wear
I`d like to beat on your drum

I`d like to beat on your drum
I`d like to beat on your drum
I like your face in the crowd
I`d like to beat on your drum

I`d like to beat on your drum
I`d like to beat on your drum
I`d like to blow on your horn
I`d like to beat on your drum