Тексты песен «Bauhaus»

sinister echoes clutching at straws letter boxes screaming you try to pin him to the wall you end up on the ceiling locked in a dome the shadows flicker by he's the madcap pusher delerium the drug he's dealing he drops...

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...

o gentlemen swallow your prayers because the wind makes a mockery of men your soul becomes a fish you swim in idle waters and drink other fishes piss your soul feeds on fish on piss, puss and men who in turn, become as...

oh classic gentlemen say your prayers to the wind of prostitution to your faces, and rex complexes riddle my breast full of the oppressed puss. o gentlemen, with your fish that you surround, all around and you man,...

Oh classic gentlemen Say your prayers To the wind, of prostitution To your faces, and Rex complexes Riddle my breast Full of the oppressed puss Oh gentlemen, with your fish The you surround, all around And you...

Oh gentlemen Swallow your prayers Because the wind makes a mockery of men Your soul becomes a fish You swim in idle waters And drink other fishes piss Your soul feeds on fish On piss, puss and men Who in turn,...

oh classic gentlemen say your prayers to the wind of prostitution to your faces, and rex complexes riddle my breast full of the oppressed puss. o gentlemen, with your fish that you surround, all around and you man,...

o gentlemen swallow your prayers because the wind makes a mockery of men your soul becomes a fish you swim in idle waters and drink other fishes piss your soul feeds on fish on piss, puss and men who in turn, become as...

Oh gentlemen Swallow your prayers Because the wind makes a mockery of men Your soul becomes a fish You swim in idle waters And drink other fishes piss Your soul feeds on fish On piss, puss and men Who in turn,...

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...

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...

They all wanna 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 passion,...

Undone you say As if a sorry thing If there was an undoing Of you to be What cause to bring An opening heart A craven soulless ring A valencian bell No passing of the lote tree Undone and away with you You...

(lou reed) I'm waiting for my man Twenty-six dollars in my hand Up to Lexington, 125 Feel sick and dirty, more dead than alive I'm waiting for my man Hey, white boy, what you doin' uptown? Hey, white boy, you...

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...

Bauhaus - Who killed Mr Moonlight? Consider green lakes and the diary of clocks Someone shot nostalgia in the back Someone shot our innocence A broken arrow in a bloody pool. The wound in the face of Midnight...

Consider green lakes And the idocy of clocks Someone shot nostalgia in the back Someone shot our innocence A broken arrow in a bloody pool The in the face Of midnight proposals Someone shot nostalgia in the back...

(david bowie) Ziggy played guitar Jamming good with Weird and Gilly And 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...

Ziggy played guitar Jamming good with Weird and Gilly And 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...

Vagrant held my master's secret art Oh, look at you Loves me, loves me not Loves me, loves me not Loves me, loves me not...