The Legendary Pink Dots
So Gallantly Screaming
D'archangel rises with eyes that accuse. A bouquet of black orchids for you
As you weep in the ruins of all that you knew, of all that you cherished
Of all you possessed. It's a mess! And the message is scrawled on the wall
It says God bless what's left. And what's right ?
And what's wrong? Well, we still have the songs - but where are you
Gershwin now that we need you? God how we need you... And down in the city
Of heartbreak and needles, a needle is rammed and a new dream begins. And
The subway's a hospital - beds on the tracks. And the victims are cracked
Under bandages, wrapped in their oxygen tents. Looking tense because the
Doctor's demented and holding a pin... and if they cry out, he'll hammer it
In. Yes, Gershwin is grinning God how I need you right
Now... Watch Washington wash in what's left of the Whitehouse. Hear Hendrix
Make love to his ghost. Hear Abraham, Martin and John sing a song as they
Snip at your hair, as they butter their toast. Fred Astaire sings along as
He skips down the stairs of the Pentagon. Gone! It's all gone - the
American dream
... Christ, it's only a dream. But where are you, George? Now that we need
You...