I wake up feeling nothing, camouflage the wavering sky I sit at my piano, wander the wild whereby And the lilacs drink the water, and the lilacs die And the lilacs drink the water Marking the slow, slow, slow passing of time I get so angry, baby, at something you might say I dream about an awful stranger, work my way through the day I run it like a silent movie, I run it like a violent song Run it like a voice compelling, so right it can't be wrong If I'm a broken record, write it in the dust, babe I'll fill myself back up like I used to do And if my bones are made of delicate sugar I won't end up anywhere good without you I need your love too When I live a sparse existence, I'll drop down in the fold Lean in to an urgent falter, spin silence into gold I run it like the crop of kismet, I run it like a dilettante I run it like I'm happy, baby, like I got everything I want If I'm a broken record, write it in the dust, babe I'll fill myself back up like I used to do And if my bones are made of delicate sugar I won't end up anywhere good without you I won't end up anywhere good without you I need your love too And the lilacs drank the water And the lilacs drank the water And the lilacs drank the water

You look like you've been through hell But came back clean on the other side Lord knows I didn't treat you well But you'll be treated like a queen Tonight So darlin' won't you lie back And just let an old flame warm you I know I'm not the same me And Lord knows you're not the old you So babe just pack your things and I Swear that we won't come back You're about as pretty as those Washington Lilacs I roll up with a killer in my hand And I'll never claim to be better than I am You look like a killer in that dress So I guess my aim is to be your man So darlin' won't you lie back And just let an old flame warm you I know I'm not the same me And Lord knows you're not the old you So babe just pack your thingsand I Swear that we won't come back You're about as pretty as those Washington Lilacs So darlin' won't you lie back And just let an old flame warm you I know I'm not the same me And Lord knows you're not the old you So babe just pack your things and I Swear that we won't come back You're about as pretty as those Washington Lilacs

Do you remember a guy that's been In such an early song? I've heard a rumour from Ground Control Oh no, don't say it's true They got a message from the Action Man "I'm happy, hope you're happy too I've loved all I've needed, love Sordid details following" The shrieking of nothing is killing Just pictures of Jap girls in synthesis And I ain't got no money and I ain't got no hair But I'm hoping to kick but the planet is glowing Ashes to ashes, funk to funky We know Major Tom's a junkie Strung out in heaven's high Hitting an all-time low Time and again I tell myself I'll stay clean tonight But the little green wheels are following me Oh no, not again I'm stuck with a valuable friend "I'm happy, hope you're happy too" One flash of light but no smoking pistol I never done good things I never done bad things I never did anything out of the blue, woh-oh-oh Want an axe to break the ice Wanna come down right now Ashes to ashes, funk to funky We know Major Tom's a junkie Strung out in heaven's high Hitting an all-time low My mother said to get things done You'd better not mess with Major Tom My mother said to get things done You'd better not mess with Major Tom My mother said to get things done You'd better not mess with Major Tom My mother said to get things done You'd better not mess with Major Tom