Teenage Wildlife — текст песни (bowie david)

Music and Lyrics by Bowie
How come you only want tomorrow
With its promise of something hard to do
A real life adventure worth more than pieces of gold
Blue skies above and sun on your arms strength in your stride
And hope in those squeaky clean eyes
You`ll get chilly receptions everywhere you go
Blinded with desire I guess the season is on
So you train by shadow boxing, search for the truth
But it`s all used up
You break open your million dollar weapon
Still you push your luck
A broken nosed mogul are you
One of the new wave boys
Same old thing in brand new drag
Comes sweeping into view
As ugly as a teenage millionaire
Pretending it`s a whizz kid world
And you`ll take me aside
And say
David what shall I do
They wait for me in the hallway
And I`ll say don`t ask me I don`t know any hallways
But they move in numbers and they`ve got me in a corner
I feel like a group of one
They can`t do this to me
I`m not some piece of teenage wildlife
Those midwives to history put on their bloody robes
The word is that the hunted one is out there on his own
You`re alone for maybe the last time
And you breathe for a long time
Then you howl like a wolf in a trap
And you daren`t look behind
You fall to the ground like a leaf from a tree
And look up one time at that vast blue sky
Scream out aloud as they shoot you down
No, no I`m not a piece of teenage wildlife
And no one will have seen and no one will confess
Fingerprints will prove that you couldn`t pass the test
And there`ll be others on the line filing past
Who`ll whisper low
I miss you he had to go
Each to his own
Just another piece of teenage wildlife