Lyrics Baal's hymn David Bowie

Baal's hymn

Whilst his mothers womb contained the growing baal
Even then the sky was waiting quiet and pale
Naked, young, immensely marvellous
Like baal loved it, when he came to us

That same sky remained with him in joy and care
Even when baal slept peaceful and unaware
At night a lilac sky, a drunken baal
Turning pious as the sky grows pale

So through hospital, cathedral, whiskey bar
Baal kept moving onwards and just let things go
When baals tired, boys, baal cannot fall far
He will have his sky down there below

When the sinners congregate in shame together
Baal lay naked, revelling in their distress
Only sky, a sky that will go on forever
Formed a blanket for his nakedness

And that lusty girl, the world, wholl laughing yield
To the men wholl stand the pressure of her thighs
Sometimes gave him love-bites, such as cant be healed
Baal survived it, he just used his eyes

And when baal saw lots of corpses scattered round
He felt twice the thrill, despite the lack of room
Space enough said baal, then Ill thicken the ground
Space enough within this womans womb

Any vice for baal has got its useful side
Its the man who practices it, he cant abide
Vices have their point, once you see it as such
Stick to two for one will be too much

Slackness, softness are the sort of things to shun
Nothing could be harder than the quest for fun
Lots of strength is needed and experience too
Swollen bellies can embarrass you

Under gloomy stars and this poor veil of tears
Baal will graze a pasture till it disappears
Once its been digested to the forests teeth
Baal trod singing for a well earned sleep

Baal can spot the vultures in the stormy sky
As they wait up there to see if baal will die
Sometimes baal pretends hes dead, but vultures swoop
Baal in silence dines on vulture-soup

When the dark womb drags him down to its prize
Whats the world still mean to baal, hes overfed
So much sky is lurking still behind his eyes
Hell just have enough sky when hes dead

Once the earths dark womb engulfed the rotting baal
Even then the sky was up there, quiet and pale
Naked, young, immensely marvellous
Like baal loved it when he lived with us