Bauhaus

in the marbled reception hall, i received a three band gold ring, from mark, a token of esteem, running through ghost closet locker rooms, to hide from peter, who has fallen to the old cold stone floor, wheezing and emitting a seemingly endless flow

Oh classic gentlemen Say your prayers To the wind, of prostitution Riddle my breast Full of the oppressed puss Oh gentlemen, with your fish The you surround, all around And you man, will always point Your fishes, at me But I will always exist Because

Ziggy Stardust Oh Oooh yeah Ah Ziggy played guitar, jamming good with Weird and Gilly, The spiders from Mars. He played it left hand But made it too far Became the special man, then we were Ziggy's band Ziggy really sang, screwed up eyes and screwed

There outta be Something better A better singer A better actor Better job Better money Better get her Better lover Better not Too much luck Too much conceit Give me one religion It's too much Too much Passing information Too much selfish Too much fak

Severance The birds of leaving call to us, Yet here we stand Endowed with the fear of flight. Overland The winds of change consume the land, While we remain In the shadow of summers now past. When all the leaves Have fallen and turned to dust, Will w

All we ever wanted was everything All we ever got was cold Get up, eat jelly Sandwich bars, and barbed wire Squash every week into a day The sound of drums is calling The sound of the drum has called Flash of youth shoot out of darkness Factorytown 专

In the night, in the chair he sits there, he sits tight no more cans, no more crime see the place, see the time you never know He walks light, don't know how maybe now, in the night oh, I know, yes I know there's no chat He's for show You never know

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Honeymoon croon tonight Sew my socks tonight I say whose on the rare tonight Lurking lipstick tickle fickle Marylin's on Send her by air mail, PAR AVION Certificate X tacy in my head Hire out Sybil Vane for my bed Croon croon tonight Honeymoon tonigh

Madness in the wind's got something to say It ripped you apart It will always be that way Will cut to pieces The film you saw today It's your big bad secret Your crown of thorns 专辑:Burning from the Inside 歌手:Bauhaus 歌曲:Kingdom's Coming

Her gaze hit the side of mine So I opened it out To destroy what you thought was difference So I lied to you once again So I painted over you once again So I die before you once again 'What's the difference' Seen here in black and white You've got tw

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it'll take you to the top and out to the edge shoot up needles through your blood lay ice under your sledge shift, crank, pull shift, crank, pull adrenaline, adrenaline shift, crank, adrenaline it'll put you through your paces kickstart your heart pu

What do you want of me What do you long from me A slim Pixie, thin and forlorn A count, white and drawn What do you make of me What can you take from me Pallid landscapes off my frown Let me rip you up and down For you I came to forsake Lay wide desp

Hidden in the dashboard The unseen mechanized eye Under surveillance The road is full of cats eyes It's sick function to pry The spy in the cab Coldly observing- callously reserving A drivers time Automated autonomy Playing on his mind The spy in the

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There are tins There was pork There are legs There are sharks There was john There are cliffs There was mother There's a poker There was you Then there was you There are scenes There are blues There are boots There are shoes There are turks There are

Move his way Nice and Slow Paint it all black Let the humorous glow He feels like sacher-masoch And the fire below Is licking at his lips Cracks the whip Crack the whip Swallowing flames Sinking in the snow He enjoys feeling pain He enjoys peeling sl

I'm sitting tight I'm holding still The flowers bite The cobweb's still We walk in file We stand in line The drug is in And we [did not] Since you've been so lonely Pain will cease to tease you Scars may not be ugly A doll's leg fits around you Why i

(john cale) Virgin mary was tired So tired Tired of listening to gossip Gossip and complaints They came from next door And a bewildered stream of chatter From all sorts of All sorts of Untidy whores Came from next door Came from next door But some me