David Bowie - Slow Burn lyrics

Here shall we live in this terrible town
Where the price for our minds shall
Squeeze them tight like a fist
And the walls shall have eyes and
The doors shall have ears
But we'll dance in their dark and
They'll play with our lives

Like a slow burn, leading us on and on and on
Like a slow burn
Turning us round and round and round
Hark who are we
So small in times such as these
Slow burn, slow burn

Oh, 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 spare them all?

Like a slow burn, leading us on and on and on
Like a slow burn
Twirling us 'round and 'round and upside down
There's fear overhead
There's fear overground slow burn, slow burn

Like a slow burn, leading us on and on and on
Like a 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