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The Next Day Lyrics - The Next Day - David Bowie

Look into my eyes he tells her 

I'm gonna say goodbye he says yea 

Do not cry she begs of him goodbye yea 

All that day she thinks of his love yea 

 

They whip him through the streets and alleys there 

The gormless and the baying crowd right there 

They can't get enough of that doomsday song 

They can't get enough of it all 

 

Listen 

 

Listen to the whores he tells her 

He fashions paper sculptures of them 

Then drags them to the river's bank in the cart 

Their soggy paper bodies wash ashore in the dark 

And the priest stiff in hate now demanding fun begin 

Of his women dressed as men for the pleasure of that priest 

 

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Here I am 

Not quite dying 

My body left to rot in a hollow tree 

Its branches throwing shadows 

On the gallows for me 

And the next day 

And the next 

And another day 

 

Ignoring the pain of their particular diseases 

They chase him through the alleys chase him down the steps 

They haul him through the mud and they chant for his death 

And drag him to the feet of the purple headed priest 

 

First they give you everything that you want 

Then they take back everything that you have 

They live upon their feet and they die upon their knees 

They can work with satan while they dress like the saints 

They know god exists for the devil told them so 

They scream my name aloud down into the well below 

 

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Here I am 

Not quite dying 

My body left to rot in a hollow tree 

Its branches throwing shadows 

On the gallows for me 

And the next day 

And the next 

And another day 

 

Here I am 

Not quite dying 

My body left to rot in a hollow tree 

Its branches throwing shadows 

On the gallows for me 

And the next day 

And the next 

And another day 

 

Here I am 

Not quite dying 

My body left to rot in a hollow tree 

Its branches throwing shadows 

On the gallows for me 

And the next day 

And the next 

And another day 

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