the bewlay brothers

• 1971 tarihli david bowie albümü hunky dory'den, defalarca dinlememe rağmen hiç bıkmadığım/ bık(a)mayacağım, neredeyse ezbere bildiğim bir şaheser, hatta bowie'nin en güzel şarkısı demek yanlış olmaz kanımca...
  
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  and so the story goes they wore the clothes
  they said the things to make it seem improbable
  the whale of a lie like they hope it was
  and the good men tomorrow
  had their feet in the wallow
  and their heads of brawn were nicer shorn
  and how they bought their positions with saccharin and trust
  and the world was asleep to our latent fuss
  sighing, the swirl through the streets
  
  like the crust of the sun
  the bewlay brothers
  in our wings that bark
  flashing teeth of brass
  standing tall in the dark
  oh, and we were gone
  hanging out with your dwarf men
  we were so turned on
  by your lack of conclusions
  
  i was stone and he was wax
  so he could scream, and still relax, unbelievable
  and we frightened the small children away
  and our talk was old and dust would flow
  thru our veins and lo! it was midnight
  back o' the kitchen door
  like the grim face on the cathedral floor
  and the solid book we wrote
  cannot be found today
  
  and it was stalking time for the moonboys
  the bewlay brothers
  with our backs on the arch
  in the devil-may-be-here
  but he can't sing about that
  oh, and we were gone
  real cool traders
  we were so turned on
  you thought we were fakers
  
  now the dress is hung, the ticket pawned
  the factor max that proved the fact
  is melted down
  and woven on the edging of my pillow
  now my brother lays upon the rocks
  he could be dead, he could be not
  he could be you
  he's chameleon, comedian, corinthian and caricature
  "shooting-up pie-in-the-sky"
  the bewlay brothers
  
  in the feeble and the bad
  the bewlay brothers
  in the blessed and cold
  in the crutch-hungry dark
  was where we flayed our mark
  oh, and we were gone
  kings of oblivion
  we were so turned on
  in the mind-warp pavilion
  
  lay me place and bake me pie
  i'm starving for me gravy
  leave my shoes, and door unlocked
  i might just slip away
  
  just for the day, hey!
  please come away, hey!
  just for the day, hey!
  please come away, hey!
  please come away, hey!
  just for the day, hey!
  please come away, hey!
  please come away, hey!
  please come away, hey!
• yerlere serip, kekler pişir bana. garip bir güzelliği, bin kere dinlemelisi var. memory of a free festival'ın büyük kız kardeşi gibi.
• lou reed’in en sevdiği bowie şarkılarından biridir. reed’in ziggy dönemindeki kırgınlğını kullanarak bowie’ye sallamaya çalışan röportajcıya verdiği ayar meşhurdur:
  “you ever listen to ‘the bewlay brothers”, shithead?”