The Same Old Song and Dance.
Underneath the Arches
I dream my dreams away.
Underneath the arches,
On cobblestones I lay.
Ev'ry night you'll find me,
Tired out and worn.
Happy when the daylight comes creeping,
Heralding the dawn.
Sleeping when it's raining,
And sleeping when it's fine,
I hear the trains rattling by above.
Pavement is my pillow,
No matter where I stray.
Underneath the Arches
I dream my dreams away.
Im not a fan of Gilbert and George's photo pieces either, but to say they are irrelevant on the basis of their more recent work is ridiculous. Their performance art is amazing and still relevant today... maybe even more so now then when they first performed Living Sculpture/Singing Sculpture. They turned themselves into repetitive robotic "sculptures" (with a little metallic paint) and sang the same song (under the arch's) for 7 hours straight too essentially show that people have basically become COG's/robots/living sculptures themselves, with no emotion, doing the same monotonous old song and dance everyday of their lives.