Heads We're Dancing ------------------------------------------------------------------ Author: Kate Bush Album: The Sensual World Drums: Stuart Elliott Bass: Mick Karn Guitar: Alan Murphy Percussion & Rhythm Guitar: Del Palmer Cello: Jonathan Williams Viola: Nigel Kennedy Orchestra Arranged by Michael Kamen Copyright (c) 1989 Kate Bush Music Ltd. All rights for the U.S. and Canada controlled and administered by Screen Gems-EMI Music Inc. (BMI) All rights Reserved. Used by Permission ------------------------------------------------------------------ You talked me into the game of chance. It was '39, before the music started, When you walked up to me and you said, "Hey, heads we dance." Well, I didn't know who you were Until I saw the morning paper: There was a picture of you A picture of you 'cross the front page. It looked just like you, just like you in every way. But it couldn't be true. It couldn't be true. You stepped out of a stranger. They say that the Devil is a charming man. And just like you I bet he can dance. And he's coming up behind in his long Tailed black coat dance, All tails in the air. But the penny landed with its head dancing. A picture of you, a picture of you in uniform, Standing with your head held high, Hot down to the floor. But it couldn't be you. It couldn't be you. It's a picture of Hitler. He go do-do-do-do-do He go do-do-do-do-do He go do-do-do-do-do Do you want to dance? Well, I couldn't see what was to be, So I just stood there laughing. A picture of you, a picture of you in uniform, Standing with your head held high, Hot down to the floor. But it couldn't be you. It couldn't be you. It's a picture of Hitler. He go mmh-mmh-mmh-mmh-mmh He go mmh-mmh-mmh-mmh-mmh He go mmh-mmh-mmh-mmh-mmh Heads we're dancing.