Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Marc Lowe
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Marc Lowe
Composer
David Bowie
Lyrics
Lyrics
Enter my lair with caution
We'll creep together...
Her name was Ramona
I met her at some freak show
Some carnival
Downtown Shibuya, I think it was
She was convinced that World War III was upon us
Elias Mouse and all of his devious doings
They would be required for all of us
Brain patches
But, I'm gettin' ahead of myself...
We'll creep together
We'll always creep together
You and I
Just a trip of the tongue
From some slut-male
My name is Minotaur
I am the one who has been seeking
Body parts in Oxford Town, New Jersey
All these years
My art is indisputably mine
And if you're looking for simple answers here
You shall be bitterly disappointed
Enter my lair with caution
For we are now living
In the darkest of times
Mm-mm-mm
Oh Ramona, oh Ramona...
Ramona, what happened to us all?
Ooh-oh-oh
Who's gonna gain the upper hand?
Who's gonna win this game?
So many red flags
So many countries baring their red flags
These days
These days...
We seem to be lost in the labyrinth, the maze
It was the Minotaur who did it
Now we're trapped in his fucking lair
Forever and ever more
We'll creep together
We'll always creep together
You and I
Just a trip of the tongue
Oh, but now all my heroes
All our heroes are gone
They're all gone
Where did they go?
And if you're looking for simple answers here
You shall be bitterly disappointed
Written by: David Bowie, Marc Lowe