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David Bowie

Its Hard to Be a Saint in The City

  rock  glam rock  classic rock  80s  alternative
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Текст песни David Bowie - Its Hard to Be a Saint in The City

David Bowie - Its Hard to Be a Saint in The City слова песни




I had skin like leather and the diamond-hard look of a cobraI was born blue and weathered but I burst just like a super-novaI could walk like brando right into the sun, an dance just like a casanovaWith my black-jack and jacket and my hair slicked sweetSilver studs on my duds just like a harley in heatWhen I strut down the street I can hear its heartbeatThe sisters fell back and said "dont that man look pretty"The cripple on the corner cried out "penny, nickels for your pity"Them gasoline boys down-town, they sure talk grittyIts so hard to be a saint in the cityI was the king of the alley, mama, I could talk some trashI was the prince of the paupers, crowned down-town at the beggars bashI was a pimps main prophet, I kept everything coolJust a back-street gambler with the luck to lo..oseAnd when the heat came down it was left on the ground, mamaDevil appeared to me like jesus through the steam in the street, anShowed me a hand that even the cops couldnt beatAnd I felt his hot breath on my neck as I dove into the heat, and its so hard to be a saint when youre just a poor bo..oy out on the streetAnd the sages of the subway sit just like the living deadAs the tracks clack out the rhythm, the eyes fixed straight aheadThey ride the line of balancin, hold on by just a threadWell, its too hot in these tunnels, you can get hit up by the heatWhen you get up to get out at your next stop, but they push you right down in your seatAnd your heart starts beatin faster as you struggle to your feetThen youre out of that hole!, back on the streetAnd them south-side sisters, they sure look prettyAnd the cripple on the corner cries out "nickels for your pity"And them down-town boys, they sure talk grittyIts so hard to be a saint in the c..c..city

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