Song | The Motel |
Artist | David Bowie |
Album | Outside |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
Lyrics:David Bowie Music:David Bowie | |
For we're living in a safety zone | |
Don't be holding back from me | |
We're living from hour to hour down here | |
And we'll take it when we can | |
It's a kind of living which recognizes | |
The death of the odourless man | |
When nothing is vanity nothing's too slow | |
It's not Eden but it's no sham | |
There is no hell | |
There is no shame | |
There is no hell | |
Like an old hell | |
There is no hell | |
And it's lights up, boys | |
Lights up boys | |
Explosion falls upon deaf ears | |
While we're swimming in a sea of sham | |
Living in the shadow of vanity | |
A complex fashion for a simple man | |
And there is no hell | |
And there is no shame | |
And there is no hell | |
Like an old hell | |
There is no hell | |
And the silence flies on its brief flight | |
A razor sharp crap shoot affair | |
And we light up our lives | |
And there's no more of me exploding you | |
Re-exposing you | |
Like everybody do | |
Re-exploding you | |
I don't know what to use | |
Make somebody move | |
Me exploding | |
Me exploding you |
Lyrics: David Bowie Music: David Bowie | |
For we' re living in a safety zone | |
Don' t be holding back from me | |
We' re living from hour to hour down here | |
And we' ll take it when we can | |
It' s a kind of living which recognizes | |
The death of the odourless man | |
When nothing is vanity nothing' s too slow | |
It' s not Eden but it' s no sham | |
There is no hell | |
There is no shame | |
There is no hell | |
Like an old hell | |
There is no hell | |
And it' s lights up, boys | |
Lights up boys | |
Explosion falls upon deaf ears | |
While we' re swimming in a sea of sham | |
Living in the shadow of vanity | |
A complex fashion for a simple man | |
And there is no hell | |
And there is no shame | |
And there is no hell | |
Like an old hell | |
There is no hell | |
And the silence flies on its brief flight | |
A razor sharp crap shoot affair | |
And we light up our lives | |
And there' s no more of me exploding you | |
Reexposing you | |
Like everybody do | |
Reexploding you | |
I don' t know what to use | |
Make somebody move | |
Me exploding | |
Me exploding you |
Lyrics: David Bowie Music: David Bowie | |
For we' re living in a safety zone | |
Don' t be holding back from me | |
We' re living from hour to hour down here | |
And we' ll take it when we can | |
It' s a kind of living which recognizes | |
The death of the odourless man | |
When nothing is vanity nothing' s too slow | |
It' s not Eden but it' s no sham | |
There is no hell | |
There is no shame | |
There is no hell | |
Like an old hell | |
There is no hell | |
And it' s lights up, boys | |
Lights up boys | |
Explosion falls upon deaf ears | |
While we' re swimming in a sea of sham | |
Living in the shadow of vanity | |
A complex fashion for a simple man | |
And there is no hell | |
And there is no shame | |
And there is no hell | |
Like an old hell | |
There is no hell | |
And the silence flies on its brief flight | |
A razor sharp crap shoot affair | |
And we light up our lives | |
And there' s no more of me exploding you | |
Reexposing you | |
Like everybody do | |
Reexploding you | |
I don' t know what to use | |
Make somebody move | |
Me exploding | |
Me exploding you |