Depeche Mode - The Dead of Night lyrics
[Depeche Mode - The Dead of Night lyrics]
We're the horniest boys with
The corniest ploys
Who take the easiest girls
To our sleaziest worlds
With our lecherous plans in
Our treacherous hands
You'd be wasting your time saying, "No
It's a crime"
All that we live for, you'll regret
All you remember, we'll forget
We are the dead of night
We're in the zombie room
We're twilight's parasites
With self-inflicted wounds
We are the dead of night
We're in the zombie room heavenly oversights
Eating from silver spoons
With our decadent minds and
Our innocent lines
You'll be playing our games with
Your bodies in flames
When delirious fun has seriously begun
You'll be down on your knees
You'll be begging us, "Please"
All we're demanding, you'll supply
All we're accused of, we'll deny
We are the dead of night
We're in the zombie room
We're twilight's parasites
With self-inflicted wounds
We are the dead of night
We're in the zombie room heavenly oversights
Eating from silver spoons
We are the dead of night
We're in the zombie room
We're twilight's parasites
With self-inflicted wounds
We are the dead of night
We're in the zombie room heavenly oversights
Eating from silver spoons
We are the dead of night
The corniest ploys
Who take the easiest girls
To our sleaziest worlds
With our lecherous plans in
Our treacherous hands
You'd be wasting your time saying, "No
It's a crime"
All that we live for, you'll regret
All you remember, we'll forget
We are the dead of night
We're in the zombie room
We're twilight's parasites
With self-inflicted wounds
We are the dead of night
We're in the zombie room heavenly oversights
Eating from silver spoons
With our decadent minds and
Our innocent lines
You'll be playing our games with
Your bodies in flames
When delirious fun has seriously begun
You'll be down on your knees
You'll be begging us, "Please"
All we're demanding, you'll supply
All we're accused of, we'll deny
We are the dead of night
We're in the zombie room
We're twilight's parasites
With self-inflicted wounds
We are the dead of night
We're in the zombie room heavenly oversights
Eating from silver spoons
We are the dead of night
We're in the zombie room
We're twilight's parasites
With self-inflicted wounds
We are the dead of night
We're in the zombie room heavenly oversights
Eating from silver spoons
We are the dead of night