Can you make it real? Make it more than real, more than just feel We are on a ride We're on it all the time to the front of your mind My stepfather looks Just like David Bowie but he hates David Bowie I think Bowie's cool I think Lodger rules, my stepdad's a fool Without me, there's nothing I'm the only thing that dies If it came down to your life or mine I would do the stupid thing And let you keep on living And let you keep on living And let you keep on living And let you keep on living ♪ "I'm alright," said the man to his wife Waking up with a head full of bed full of what she said She hadn't thought of it for a while And when she did, she thought of it differently than she thought she should be thinking Just the thought of it's enough To penetrate my comfort zone Without me, there's nothing I'm the only thing that dies If it came down to your life or mine I would do the stupid thing And let you keep on living And let you keep on living And let you keep on living And let you keep on living