We always did say this would be our time With a little work and a little money But I am borne of ethereal spirit With troublesome strife How can we create
I'm lying in bed you are paralysed To concrete and close-ups you are new and pale
Ashes to ashes Dust to dust Jesus Christ and Lazarus (x2)
We never did say we were precious things And we always proclaimed we were pioneering
So ashes to ashes Dust to dust Jesus Christ and Lazarus
They'd always have faith in the foretold healing
Ashes to ashes Dust to dust Jesus Christ and Lazarus
So throw out the cat with the pigeons Strangle them all with your pride Keeping the bones for your sham and singing
Some buildings are built to be broken (x3) Some buildings appear to be broken No I wouldn't have it any other way