Тексты песен «Bauhaus»

She had nut painted arms that were hers to keep And in her fear she sought cracked pleasures "The passion of lovers is for death", said she Licked her lips and turned to feather And as I watched from underneath I...

1. david jay She blamed him for stoking up controversy In a dreamworld It's a long way down from heaven's gate In the absence of a jury The case continues White lies Seal his bitter fate The case continues 2...

1. David Jay She blamed him for stoking up controversy In a dreamworld It's a long way down from Heaven's gate In the absence of a jury The case continues White lies Seal his bitter fate The case continues 2...

1. David Jay She blamed him for stoking up controversy In a dreamworld It's a long way down from Heaven's gate In the absence of a jury The case continues White lies Seal his bitter fate The case continues 2...

1. david jay She blamed him for stoking up controversy In a dreamworld It's a long way down from heaven's gate In the absence of a jury The case continues White lies Seal his bitter fate The case continues 2...

- --- -- -- ------ Go and look for the dejected once proud Idol remembered in stone aloud Then on coins his face was mirrored Take a look it soon hath slithered To a fractured marble slab, renunciation clad His...

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...

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...

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...

BauHaus - Antonin Artaud The young man held a gun to the head of God Stick this holy cow put the audience in action let the slaughtered take a bow The old man's words, white hot knives slicing through warm butter...

White on white translucent black capes Back on the back Bela lugosi"s dead The bats have left the bell tower The victims have been bled Red velvet lines the black box Bela lugosi"s dead Undead undead undead The...

white on white translucent black capes back on the back bela lugosi's dead the bats have left the bell tower the victims have been bled red velvet lines the black box bela lugosi's dead undead undead undead the virginal...

My heart is a black stone A streaking mirror of unseen creatures He had a milkness from the universe Eighteen thousand feet, a black stone heart My heart is a black stone A moon clad night come with my darkness I come...

We tried to fly Is it so high We don't think so We don't think so Are we looked at Are we set back? Can we fake him Emulate him? Time is breaking Changing faking Grind us up now Not too hard now Features...

Running without aim Through the razor weeds That only reach my knees And when I'm lying in the grey sleep I don't know how to walk the boards I open my eyes, and look at the floor And now I don't see you anymore...

Burning From The Inside Running without aim Through the razor weeds That only reach my knees And when I'm lying in the grey sleep I don't know how to walk the boards I open my eyes, and look at the floor And now...

BAUHAUS ARE KEVIN HASKINS DAVID JAY PETER MURPHY DANIEL ASH Produced by Bauhaus All titles written by Bauhaus Published by Beggars Banquet Music Ltd. Except Telegram Sam (Bolan) Wizard Artists Ltd. and Rosegarden...

dncing on hot tiles dancing on tender-hooks dancing down church aisles dancing on holy books dancing on hallowed ground dancing nyjinsky style dancing with the lost and found dancing on rock'n'roll graves dancing on...

Naturally enough The others have been doing their utmost to match this performance This is something people get when they continually drink whiskey I can"t drink I hardly eat these days Ok, that"s...

Caressing bent up to the jug again With sheaths and pills Invading all those stills In a hovel of a bed I will scream in vain Oh please, miss lane Leave me with some pain Went walking through this city's neon lights In...