The Motel - David Bowie

For we’re living in a safety zone

Don’t be holding back from me We’re living from hour to hour down here

And we’ll take it when we can

It’s a kind of living which recognizes

The death of the odourless man

When nothing is vanity nothing’s too slow

It’s not Eden but it’s no sham

There is no hell

There is no shame

There is no hell

Like an old hell

There is no hell

And it’s lights up, boys

Lights up boys

Explosion falls upon deaf ears

While we’re swimming in a sea of sham

Living in the shadow of vanity

A complex fashion for a simple man

And there is no hell

And there is no shame

And there is no hell

Like an old hell

There is no hell

And the sirens flies on their’s breif flight

The razor sharp rapture affair

And we light up our life

And there’s no one that beeing exploating you

Re exploating you

Like everybody do Re exploating you

And I don’t know what to use

Makes somebody blue

Me exploating me exploating you