Some buildings are built to be broken      We always did say this would be our time   With a little work and a little money   But I am borne of ethereal spirit   With troublesome strife   How can we create      I'm lying in bed you are paralysed   To concrete and close-ups you are new and pale      Ashes to ashes   Dust to dust   Jesus Christ and Lazarus      We never did say we were precious things   And we always proclaimed we were pioneering      So ashes to ashes   Dust to dust   Jesus Christ and Lazarus      They'd always have faith in the foretold healing      Ashes to ashes   Dust to dust   Jesus Christ and Lazarus      So throw out the cat with the pigeons   Strangle them all with your pride   Keeping the bones for your sham and singing      Some buildings are built to be broken   Some buildings appear to be broken   No I wouldn't have it any other way