Testo: David Bowie. Big Brother.

Don't talk of dust and roses
Or should we powder our noses?
Don't live for last year's capers
Give me steel, give me steel, give me pulses unreal

He'll build a glass asylum
With just a hint of mayhem
He'll build a better whirlpool
We'll be living from sin, then we can really begin

Please Savior, Savior, show us
Hear me, I'm graphically yours

Someone to claim us, someone to follow
Someone to shame us, some brave Apollo
Someone to fool us, someone like You
We want You big brother, big brother

I know You think, You're awful square
But You made everyone and You've been everywhere
Lord, I think You'd overdose
If You knew what's goin' down

Someone to claim us, someone to follow
Someone to shame us, some brave Apollo
Someone to fool us, someone like You

Someone to claim us, someone to follow
Someone to shame us, some brave Apollo
Someone to fool, someone like You

Someone to claim us, someone to follow
Someone to shame us, some brave Apollo
Someone to fool, someone like You
We want You big brother