David Bowie - My d**h lyrics

My d**h waits like an old roue' So confident, i'll go his way Whistle to him And the pa**ing time... My d**h waits like a bible truth At the funeral of my youth We drank for that - The pa**ing time.. My d**h waits like A witch at night As surely as our love is right Let's not think of that or the pa**ing time But whatever lies behind the door There is nothing much to do... Angel or devil, i don't care For in front of that door... There is you. My d**h waits like a beggar blind Who sees the world through an unlit mind Throw him a dime For the pa**ing time... My d**h waits to allow my friends A few good times Before it ends Let's not think about And the pa**ing time.. My d**h waits there, between your thighs, Your cool fingers will close my eyes, Let's not think about the pa**ing time. For whatever lies behind the door There is nothing much to do... Angel or devil, i don't care For in front of that door... There is you. My d**h waits there among the leaves In magician's mysterious sleeves, Rabbits and dogs, and the pa**ing time... My d**h waits there, among the flowers Where the blackest shadows cowers So let's pick lilacs The pa**ing time.. My d**h waits there, in a double bed Sails of oblivion and my head Let's not think about The pa**ing time. But whatever lies behind the door There is nothing much to do... Angel or devil, i don't care For, in front of that door... There is you.