Текст песни Depeche Mode - The Dead Of Night
Depeche Mode - The Dead Of Night слова песни
We`re the horniest boysWith the corniest ploysWho take the easiest girlsTo our sleaziest worldsWith our lecherous plansIn our treacherous handsYou`d be wasting your timeSaying no, it`s a crimeAll that we live for you`ll regretAll you remember we`ll forgetWe are the dead of nightWe`re in the zombie roomWe`re twilight`s parasitesWith self-inflicted woundsWe are the dead of nightWe`re in the zombie roomHeavenly oversightsEating from silver spoonsWith our decadent mindsAnd our innocent linesYou`ll be playing our gamesWith your bodies in flamesWhen delirious funHas seriously begunYou`ll be down on your kneesYou`ll be begging us pleaseAll we`re demanding you`ll supplyAll we`re accused of we`ll denyWe are the dead of nightWe`re in the zombie roomWe`re twilight`s parasitesWith self-inflicted woundsWe are the dead of nightWe`re in the zombie roomHeavenly oversightsEating from silver spoons