Текст: David Bowie. Hunky Dory. The Bewlay Brothers.

And so the story goes they wore the clothes
They said the things to make it seem improbable
Whale of a lie like they hope it was

And the good men tomorrow
Had their feet in the wallow
And their heads of brawn were nicer shown
And how they bought their positions
With saccharin and trust
And the world was asleep to our latent fuss
Sighings swirl through the streets
Like the crust of the sun

The Bewlay brothers
In our wings that bark
Flashing teeth of brass
Standing tall in the dark
Ohh, and we were gone
Hanging out with your dwarf men
We were so turned on
By your lack of conclusions

I was stone and he was wax
So he could scream and still relax, unbelievable
And we frightened the small children away
And our talk was old and dust would flow
Through our veins and though it was midnight
Back at the kitchen door
Like the grim face on the cathedral floor
The solid book we wrote cannot be found today
And it was stalking time for the moon boys

The Bewlay brothers
With our backs on the arch
And if the Devil may be here
But he can't sing about that
Ohh, and we were gone
Real cool traders
We were so turned on
You thought we were fakers

And now the dress is hung, the ticket pawned
The factor max that proved the fact is melted down
Woven on the edging of my pillow
And my brother lays upon the rocks
He could be dead, he could be not
He could be you
He's chameleon, comedian, Corinthian and caricature
Shooting up pie in the sky
Bewlay brothers
In the feeble, in the bad

Bewlay brothers
In the blessed and cold
In the crutch hungry dark
Was where we flayed our mark
Ohh and we were gone
Kings of Oblivion
We were so turned on
In the night walk pavilion

Lay me place and bake me pie
I'm starving for me gravy
Leave my shoes, and door unlocked
I might just slip away

Just for the day
Please come away
Just for the day
Please come away
Please come away
Just for the day
Please come away
Please come away
Please come away
Please come away
Away
Away