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A God in an Alcove – Bauhaus
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Go and look for the dejected once proud
Idol remembered in stone aloud
Then on coins his face was mirrored
Take a look it soon hath slithered
To a fractured marble slab, renunciation clad
His nourishment extract from his subjects
That mass production profile.
He’s a God — in — in an alcove.
Once he spread the rain
So they dreamt in vain
Once he spread the wheat
Had made garlands for his feet
Until the lily poet of our times
Horizoned on the line
Love became the in theme then
Opposing fakers thrice by ten
Don’t perceive his empty plea
That redundant effigy.
He’s a God — in — in an alcove.
Take in view his empty stool
What’s left is satin cool
Clawing adornment for his crimes
They saw they had to draw the line
So they sent him far away
So they sent him far away
To a little alcove
To a little alcove
All alone.
He’s a God, a God.
Now I am silly
Now I am silly
Silly, silly, silly, silly,
Silly.
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A God in an Alcove – Bauhaus
– — — — ——
Go and look for the dejected once proud
Idol remembered in stone aloud
Then on coins his face was mirrored
Take a look it soon hath slithered
To a fractured marble slab, renunciation clad
His nourishment extract from his subjects
That mass production profile.
He’s a God — in — in an alcove.
Once he spread the rain
So they dreamt in vain
Once he spread the wheat
Had made garlands for his feet
Until the lily poet of our times
Horizoned on the line
Love became the in theme then
Opposing fakers thrice by ten
Don’t perceive his empty plea
That redundant effigy.
He’s a God — in — in an alcove.
Take in view his empty stool
What’s left is satin cool
Clawing adornment for his crimes
They saw they had to draw the line
So they sent him far away
So they sent him far away
To a little alcove
To a little alcove
All alone.
He’s a God, a God.
Now I am silly
Now I am silly
Silly, silly, silly, silly,
Silly.
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