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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=61915" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Bewlay Brothers</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">And so the story goes they wore the clothes<br>They said the things to make it seem improbable<br>The whale of a lie like they hope it was<br>And the goodmen tomorrow<br>Had their feet in the wallow<br>And their heads of brawn were nicer shorn<br>And how they bought their positions with saccharin and trust<br>And the world was asleep to our latent fuss<br>Sighing, the swirl through the streets<br>Like the crust of the sun<br>The bewlay brothers<br>In our wings that bark<br>Flashing teeth of brass<br>Standing tall in the dark<br>Oh, and we were gone<br>Hanging out with your dwarf men<br>We were so turned on<br>By your lack of conclusions<br>I was stone and he was wax<br>So he could scream, and still relax, unbelievable<br>And we frightened the small children away<br>And our talk was old and dust would flow<br>Thru our veins and lo! it was midnight<br>Back at the kitchen door<br>Like the grim face on the cathedral floor<br>And the solid book we wrote<br>Cannot be found today<br>And it was stalking time for the moonboys<br>The bewlay brothers<br>With our backs on the arch<br>In the devil-may-be-here<br>But he cant sing about that<br>Oh, and we were gone<br>Real cool traders<br>We were so turned on<br>You thought we were fakers<br>Now the dress is hung, the ticket pawned<br>The factor max that proved the fact<br>Is melted down<br>And woven on the edging of my pillow<br>Now my brother lays upon the rocks<br>He could be dead, he could be not<br>He could be you<br>Hes chameleon, comedian, corinthian and caricature<br>Shooting-up pie-in-the-sky<br>The bewlay brothers<br>In the feeble and the bad<br>Bewlay brothers<br>In the blessed and cold<br>In the crutch-hungry dark<br>Was where we flayed our mark<br>Oh, and we were gone<br>Kings of oblivion<br>We were so turned on<br>In the mind-warp pavilion<br>Lay me place and bake me pie<br>Im starving for me gravy<br>Leave my shoes, and door unlocked<br>I might just slip away, hey<br>Just for the day, hey!<br>Hey, please come away, hey!<br>Just for the day, hey!<br>Please come away, hey!<br>Please come away, hey!<br>Just for the day<br>Please come away<br>Please come away<br>Please come away<br>Please come away<br>Away<br>(away)<br>Away<br>Hey</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />song performed by by David Bowie - <i><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/" target=_blank></a></i><div class=q>
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They said the things to make it seem improbable
The whale of a lie like they hope it was
And the goodmen tomorrow
Had their feet in the wallow
And their heads of brawn were nicer shorn
And how they bough..."></div>
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