Текст песни David Bowie - Thru` These Architects Eyes
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Stomping along on this big Philips JohnsonIs delay just wasting my timeLooking across at Richard RogersScheming dreams to blow both their mindsIt`s difficult you seeTo give up babyTo leave a JobWhen you know the moneys from day to dayAll the majesty of a city landscapeAll the soaring days of our livesAll the concrete dreams in my mind`s eyeAll the joy I see thru these architect`s eyesCold winter bleeds on the girders of BabelThis stone boy watching the crawling landRings of flesh and the towers of ironThe steaming caves and rocks and the sandStomping along on this big Philips JohnsonIs delay just wasting my timeIt`s difficult you seeTo give up babyThese summer scumholesThis goddamned starving lifeAll the majesty of a city landscapeAll the soaring days of our livesAll the concrete dreams in my mind`s eyeAll the joy I see thru these architect`s eyesIt`s difficult you seeIt`s difficult you seeAll the majesty of a city landscapeAll the soaring days in our livesAll the concrete dreams in my mind`s eyeAll the joy I see thru these architect`s eyes