作曲 : David Bowie
 作词 : David Bowie
Here shall we live in this terrible town
Where the price for our eyes shall squeeze them tight like a fist
And the walls shall have eyes
And the doors shall have ears
But we'll dance in the dark
And they'll play with our lives
And this slow burn
Leading us on and on and on
And this slow burn
Turning us round and round and round
But who are we
So small in times such as these
Slow Burn
Slow Burn
These are the days
These are the strangest of all
These are the nights
These are the darkest to fall
But who knows
Echoes in tenement halls
Who knows
Though the years snare them all
And this Slow Burn
Leading us on and on and on
And this Slow Burn
Turning us round and round and upside down
There's fear overhead
There's fear overground
Slow Burn
Slow Burn
And this Slow Burn
Leading us on and on and on
And this Slow Burn
Turning us round and round and round
And here are we
At the center of it all
Slow Burn
Slow Burn
Slow Burn