Unwashed And Somewhat Slightly Dazed — текст песни (bowie david)

Spy,spy,pretty girl,
I see you see me through your window.
Don`t turn your nose up,
Well, you can if you need to, you won`t be the first or the last.
It must strain you to look down so far from your father`s house,
And I know what a louse like me in his house could do for you.
I`m the Cream
Of the Great Utopia Dream.
And you`re the gleam
In the depths of your banker`s spleen.
I`m a phallus in pigtails
And there`s blood on my nose,
And my tissue is rotting
Where the rats chew my bones,
And my eye sockets empty
See nothing but pain.
I keep having this brainstorm
About twelve times a day.
So now,You could spend the morning walking with me,quite amazed
As I`m Unwashed and Somewhat Slightly Dazed.
I got eyes in my backside
That see electric tomatoes
On credit card rye bread.
There are children in washrooms
Holding hands with a queen.
And my heads full of murders
Where only killers scream.
So now you could spend the morning talking with me quite amazed
Look out,I`m raving mad and Somewhat Slightly Dazed.
Now you run from your window
To the porcelain bowl.
And you`re sick from your ears
To the red parquet floor.
And the Braque on the wall
Slides down your front
And eats through your belly.
It`s very catching.
So now,you should spend the mornings lying to your father quite amazed
About the strange Unwashed and Happily Slightly Dazed