David Bowie - We Prick You Lyrics
White boys falling on the fires of night(I wish youd tell)Flesh punks burning in their glueRevelation comes in the strangest way(I wish youd tell)Id rather be inside youTell the truthTell the truthTell the truthWe prick you we prick you we prick youYou show respect even if you disagreeYou show respectMama can I kiss you daddy can I tell(we wish you well)Innocence passed me byWanna be screwing when the nightmare comes(I wish you well)Wanna come quick and dieAll the little rose-kissed foxy girls(shoes, shoes, little white shoes)Where have all the flowers goneAll the little fragile champion boys(toys, toys, little black toys)Dripping on the end of a gun