David Bowie — The Supermen Live Santa Monica 72

[Verse 1] When all the world was very young Mountain magic heavy hung The supermen would walk in file Guardians of a loveless isle And gloomy browed with super fear, their tragic endless lives Could heave nor sigh In solemn, perverse serenities, wondrous beings chained to life [Chorus 1] Strange games they would play then No death for the perfect men Life rolls into one for them So softly a supergod cries [Verse 2] Where all were minds in uni-thought Power weird by mystics taught No pain, no joy, no power too great Colossal strength to grasp a fate Where sad-eyed mermen tossed in slumbers Nightmare dreams no mortal mind could hold A man would tear his brother's flesh, a chance to die To turn to mold [Chorus 2] Far out in the red sky Far out from the sad eyes Strange, mad celebration So softly a supergod cries Far out in the red-sky Far out from the sad eyes Strange, mad celebration So softly a supergod dies [Audience Applause]