SomeBODY once told me about a bird that's turnin' And turnin' in a widening gyre It was lookin' kinda lost cause it couldn't hear its boss As it soared ever higher and higher
Well, things fall apart and the centre's not holdin', Anarchy's loose and there's no controllin', Innocence drowned in a blood-dimmed tide, The worst get intense while the best just hide
So much to do, so much to see Images out of Spiritus Mundi You've gotta move those slow thighs Open up your pitiless eyes
Hey now Lion body With a man's head Go play
Hey now You're a rough beast Get the show on Get paid
Your hour's come round once more Slouching towards Bethlehem to be bo-orn