After the beep follows that creepy moment you confide your message to a machine... Would you entrust your most intimate inner life to a fallible mechanism? A step in the darkness could be good sometimes.
Thanks to David Bowie for inspiring my lyrics and for the nice comments in the FAWM 2010 Competition who compared my style rather unexpectedly with David Bowie's. (it must be said that I intend by no means to compare myself to this or any other artist).
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I cut up lyrics of David Bowie, pasted them together and then reworked them into my own text. An interesting experiment since I don't trust myself that much as a lyrics writer.
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I’ll cut you up my friend
If you take an axe to me
No time to make amends
Cold and alone are we
The night falls with a silent sigh,
Your circuits dead, there's something wrong
The wall writings a grinning smile
The sun machine is coming down
Ooh, we want to live
Ooh, ain’t love all we need?
Ooh, time will treat us well
Ooh, before we go to sleep
Can someone tell what becomes of us
After the beep?
Your face is white with fear
In case your actions are observed
Oh, you wish I could hear
How your head is full of murders
I see you see me through your window
But I've got things inside my head
Like “God is Good” you know
On credit card rye bread
Ooh, we want to live
Ooh, ain’t love all we need?
Ooh, time will treat us well
Ooh, before we go to sleep
Can someone tell what becomes of us
After the beep?
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