David Bowie
David Bowie
David Bowie
David Bowie
David Bowie
David Bowie
David Bowie
David Bowie
David Bowie
David Bowie
David Bowie
David Bowie
David Bowie
David Bowie
David Bowie
David Bowie
David Bowie
David Bowie
David Bowie
David Bowie
David Bowie
David Bowie
David Bowie
David Bowie
When all the world was very young
And mountain magic heavy hung
The supermen would walk in file
Guardians of a loveless isle
And icy golden super fear
Their endless tragic lives had stretched beyond
The lavish gift divinity
Existing perverse serenity
Strange games they would play then
No death for the perfect men
Life rolls into one for them
So softly a super god cries!
Where all were minds in uni-thought
Powers weird by mystics taught
No obstacle no power too great
Colossal strength to grasp a fate
Where sad-eyed mermen tossed in slumbers
Nightmare dreams no mortal mind could hold
A man would tear his brother's flesh
A chance to die, to turn to mold
Far out in the red-sky
Far out from the sad eyes
Strange, mad celebration
So softly a supergod cries!
[Guitar solo]
Far out in the red-sky
Far out from the sad eye
Strange, mad celebration
So softly a supergod dies!
The Supermen (Sounds Of The 70s: Andy Ferris) was written by David Bowie.