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Bauhaus lyrics
Album: The Sky's Gone Out [1982]
| Third Uncle | |
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| Silent Hedges | |
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following the silent hedges
needing some other kind of madness
looking into purple eyes
sadness at the corners
works of art with a minimum of steel
pure sensation
the beautiful down grade
going to hell again
going to hell again
self confidence leaks
from a thousand wounds
faults of civilisation
burning the private paradise of dreams
minus hands of the electric clock
clock
clock
clock
pure sensation
the beautiful down grade
going to hell again
going to hell again
again
again
again
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| In The Night | |
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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
sees the place and tries to get the time
he's slowly slipping into the slime
can't inject into his veins
blood and guff ooze out and stain
cares not that he really bleeds
death not hell is what he needs
sees the place, checks the time
some other place, some other time
you never know
slipping up and down his writhing side
his eyes begin to ponder pride
subjective pics of misled youth
before him lies the naked truth
undignified insignified- his wrist onto the razor slides
you never know
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| Swing The Heartache | |
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out of her mouth it came as no surprise
lipstick stained and whipcream lies
i feel that if i had been uglier
it would have been easier
there it sat, blinked and spat
in a black feather hat
and the 'the rat'
(i now possess quasi success)
but she wants to be a better singer
swing the heartache
just for her sake
but she wants to be a better singer
swing the heartache
just for her sake.
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| Spirit | |
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tonight i could be with you
or waiting in the wings
lift your heart with soaring song
cut down the puppet strings
cut down the puppet strings
i wear a coat of drums
and dance upon your eyes
turn the tables upside down
change the lows to highs
change the lows to highs
i fill you up with butterflies
crown the heads of kings
be glad of first night nerves
for fear gives courage wings
fear gives courage wings
if i am on the sidelines
chances are you'll miss
wait alone and spotlit
for doctor theater's kiss
the stage becomes a ship in flames
i tie you to the mast
throw your body overboard
the spotlight doesn't last
the spotlight doesn't last
i could be with you
or waiting in the wings
lift your heart with soaring song
cut down the puppet strings
cut down the puppet strings
i may tap you on the shoulder
and whisper 'go' in red
strip your feet of lead my friend
strip your feet of lead
call the curtain
raise the roof
spirits on tonight
call the curtain
raise the roof
spirits on tonight
call the curtain
raise the roof
spirits on tonight
we love our audience
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| The Three Shadows (Part I And Ii) | |
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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, will always point
your fishes at me.
but i will always exist
because i always exist
damn good too
the rat race begins
the fat face stings
i hold the fresh pink baby
with a smile.
i slice off those rosy cheeks
because i feel so thirsty
and oedipus rex complexes
... riddle my closed bloated breast.
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| The Three Shadows (Part Iii) | |
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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 you have become,
a fish
no, not even that, but a symbol of a fish
hooked by the baby flesh of maggots
a ripple of life in tin
this tin could become your world too
so choose between this and water
choose between tin and piss
do you still feel thirsty now
are you thirsty now
are you thirsty now
do you still feel
thirsty
thirsty now
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| All We Ever Wanted | |
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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
oh to be the cream
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| Exquisite Corpse | |
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1.
life is but a dream
life is but a dream
life is but a dream
life is but a dream
life is but a dream
life is but a dream
life is but a dream
life is but a dream
life is but a dream
life is but a dream
2.
I make the air fall apart
around me
now as the petals are no nore
a corroding, shrinking stalk remains
bereft of his blooms
and the ultimate cruelty of loves pinions
beset his appearance
beset his appearance
no king could replenish his state
now browning, sinking, dying
a thousands deaths
a thousands deaths
a thousands deaths
3.
terry sat up
and hugged the army surplus bag
around his skinny waist
it was cold
and the person beside himhad faded badly
legs apart his eyes lit up
the sky's gone out- the sky, the sky-
the sky's gone out
4. ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ!
5. The Sky's Gone Out
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| Telegram Sam | |
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telegram sam
telegram sam
you're my main man
golden nose slim
golden nose slim
i know's where you 'bin
purple pie pete
purple pie pete
your lips are like lightning
girls melt in the heat
telegram sam
you're my main man
telegram sam
you're my main man
bobby's alright
bobby's alright
he's a natural born poet
he's just out a sight
jungle faced jake
jungle faced jake
i said make no mistake
about jungle faced jake
automatic shoes
automatic shoes
give me 3d vision
and the california blues
me i funk but i don't care
i ain't no square with my corkscrew hair
telegram sam
telegram sam i'm a howlin' wolf
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