Bombers - David Bowie, George Underwood, Dana Gillespie

Look up I hear the scream of sirens on the wall

I see a policeman crying in the backseat of a dying Ford

Hotel waiters leave the bedrooms of stars

Who are far too old

And no-one ever told me

That I could be so cold

Bombers fight at zero feet

Bombers fight at zero

I see an old man knocked to the ground

And beaten by the vicar’s wife

No-one stops to help they’re far too busy

Trying to save their own lives

A tiny girl screams for mother

And wanders out into the street

I saw her going down underneath

A thousand people’s running feet

Bombers fight at zero feet

Bombers fight at zero

All the junkies pulling needles from their arms

Hope it lasts all night

And all the soldiers curse the day they joined the army

And prepare to fight

In silent bars, in silent rooms, in silent cars

You hide where you can

And me I know just where you are, you see

I’m a bomber man

Bombers fight at zero feet

Bombers fight at zero