[Intro - David Van Tieghem & David Paich] (Scrap metal clinks, tapping on bottles, resonant plastic pipes creating an intricate, ticking polyrhythmic groove) (Warm, grand piano chords enter smoothly over the industrial percussion) [Verse 1 - David Byrne & David Sylvian] [Byrne style - Twitchy, rhythmic delivery] I am looking at a lamppost on the street corner The sidewalk is vibrating, the air is full of information Is this an apartment? Is this a museum? Everything is tapping in sequential time! [Sylvian style - Low, brooding, sensual whisper] Ghosts in the alleyway... Dressed in velvet and charcoal grey... Quiet now... let the rhythm breathe... [Pre-Chorus - David Bowie] (Funky bassline and brass stabs enter, percussion intensifies) [Bowie style - Theatrical and soaring] We walk through the glass of a shattered year! Holding the lightning, conquering the fear! Turn to the left, turn to the light We are the architects of the night! [Shout Drop - David Lee Roth] [Diamond Dave scream] (OWWWWW! HIT THE PAVEMENT, BABY!) [Chorus - All Davids Combined] (Massive art-pop explosion: wall of percussion, lush synthesizers, driving funk-rock beat) CLANGING ON THE PIPES, CHANTING IN THE DARK! EVERY COLD METAL BEAT IGNITES A BRAND NEW SPARK! Ten different shadows, one solitary name Burning the gallery, fueling the flame! (Byrne: "Same as it ever was!") (Bowie: "We can be heroes!") THIS IS THE ARCHITECTURE OF SOUND! [Interlude - Van Tieghem Percussion Breakdown] (Guitars and bass cut out. Pure polyrhythmic showcase: metallic scrapers, bouncing rubber balls, tin cans, water jugs, shifting from chaotic rhythms into a razor-sharp synchronized groove) [Guitar Solo - David Gilmour] (The percussive storm clears into a wide atmospheric canyon) (A single, weeping electric-guitar bend cuts through with long delay and rich sustain, soaring higher and higher into a majestic, crying melody) [Bridge - Paich & Bowie & Sylvian] (Grand, cascading piano arpeggios underneath) [Sylvian] Stillness in the water... [Paich / Harmony] Bless the rains upon the stones... [Bowie] We step into tomorrow, skin and bone! [Final Climax Chorus] (Full ensemble at maximum peak: junk percussion clattering relentlessly, huge rock drums, soaring guitar in the background) CLANGING ON THE PIPES, CHANTING IN THE DARK! EVERY COLD METAL BEAT IGNITES A BRAND NEW SPARK! Ten different shadows, one solitary name Burning the gallery, fueling the flame! [Outro] [Lee Roth scream] (YEAH! TAKE IT HOME!) [Bowie] Sound and vision... [Byrne] Tap, tap, tap, on the concrete floor... (Guitar's final delayed note echoes away as gentle bottle taps fade into complete silence)
