Текст песни Dark Entries - Bauhaus
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
fear
of
disguising
my
warping
seathing
Pressure
lines
and
graceless
heirs
Intangible
of
price
Trying
so
hard
to
find
what
was
right
I
came
upon
your
room
it
stuck
into
my
head
We
leapt
into
the
bed
degrading
even
lice
You
took
delight
in
taking
down
All
my
shielded
pride
Until
exposed
became
my
darker
side
Puckering
up
and
down
some
avenue
of
sin
Too
cheap
to
ride
they're
worth
a
try
If
only
for
the
old
times,
cold
times
Don't
go
waving
your
pretentious
love
He's
soliciting
on
his
tan
brown
brogues
(dark
entries,
dark
entries)
Girating
through
some
lonesome
devils
row
(dark
entries,
dark
entries)
Pinpointing
well
meaning
upper
class
prey
(dark
entries,
dark
entries)
Of
walking
money
checks
possessing
holes
(dark
entries,
dark
entries)
He
often
sleekly
offers
his
services
(dark
entries,
dark
entries)
Exploitation
of
his
finer
years
(dark
entries,
dark
entries)
Work
with
loosely
woven
fabrics
(dark
entries,
dark
entries)
Of
lonely
office
clerks
(dark
entries,
dark
entries)
Any
lay
suffices
his
dollar
green
eye
(dark
entries,
dark
entries)
I
came
upon
your
room
it
stuck
into
my
head
We
leapt
into
the
bed
degrading
even
lice
You
took
delight
in
taking
down
All
my
shielded
pride
Until
exposed
became
my
darker
side
Puckering
up
and
down
some
avenue
of
sin
Too
cheap
to
ride
they're
worth
a
try
If
only
for
the
old
times,
cold
times
Don't
go
waving
your
pretentious
love
Dark
entries
Dark
entries
Dark
entries
Dark
entries
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