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My Kind Of Town Bauhaus Now this could only happen to a guy like me And only happen in a town like this And so I say to each of you most gratefully As I throw each one of you a kiss This is my kind of town, Chicago is All We Ever Wanted Bauhaus 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 Silent Hedges Bauhaus 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 Of Lillies and Remains Bauhaus A token of esteem. 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 Dark Entries (Remastered 2008) 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 Kick In the Eye Bauhaus And he spoke of pastures green I was never told why Each journey lasts an age And my throat feels dry It must be the lesson Hidden deep inside It must be the lesson So roll the tide So I began In the Flat Field Bauhaus Theseus laid Find me out this labyrinth place I do get bored, I get bored In the flat field I get bored, I do get bored In the flat field Yin and Yang lumber punch Go taste a tart then eat my In the Flat Field (Remastered 2008) Bauhaus I get bored, I do get bored In the flat field Yin and yang lumber punch Go taste a tart, then eat my lunch And force my slender thin and lean In this solemn place of fill wetting dreams Of black matted Honeymoon Croon Bauhaus Honeymoon croon tonight Sew my socks tonight I say whose on the rare tonight Lurking lipstick tickle fickle Marylin's on Send her by air mail, PAR AVION Certificate X tacy in my head Hire out Crowds Bauhaus What do you want of me What do you long from me A slim Pixie, thin and forlorn A count, white and drawn What do you make of me What can you take from me Pallid landscapes off my frown Let me rip Crowds (Explicit Ver.) Bauhaus "What do you want of me What do you long from me A slim Pixie, thin and forlorn A count, white and drawn What do you make of me What can you take from me Pallid landscapes off my frown Let Crowds (Remastered 2008) (Explicit Ver.) Bauhaus What do you want of me What do you long from me A slim Pixie, thin and forlorn A count, white and drawn What do you make of me What can you take from me Pallid landscapes off my frown Let me rip you up The Three Shadows (Part II) Bauhaus 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, Poison Pen Bauhaus Sprawled face down on this Swiss stained iron bed In a dismal cheap hotel With my one arm injured and the sweat-stained billowous murk From my last cold-turkey attack I tremble and shiver at the Poison Pen (Remastered 2008) Bauhaus Sprawled face down on this Swiss stained iron bed In a dismal cheap hotel With my one arm injured and the sweat-stained billowous murk From my last cold-turkey attack I tremble and shiver at the sound Muscle in Plastic Bauhaus Gonna be like a dog Lay flat on my back Pull my feet off the ground Let my head hit the sack I'm muscle in plastic Nyjinski's bad move Just a white show piece I've got nothing to lose I preach The Spy in the Cab Bauhaus 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 Hair of the Dog Bauhaus on fighting The man who was cut to the quick by love Kept on loving The man who was merciless tortured by thoughts Kept on thinking The man who was crippled with concern Kept on caring Hair of Party of the First Part Bauhaus My card, pretty lady. Devil May-Care Music Production, Beelzebub Scratch, President. I like your style, too bad you're not a singer. Oh, but I am, I am a singer! Hmm, no fooling. Spirit Bauhaus 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 Spirit (Single Version) Bauhaus "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 Boys Bauhaus Grind us up now Not too hard now Features so fine Rouge and eyeline Things I fancy Just like Nancy Fashions alter Often falter Crypso's out now No more fights now Make-up's taking Lots of Slice Of Life Bauhaus Her gaze hit the side of mine So I opened it out To destroy what you thought was difference So I lied to you once again So I painted over you once again So I die before you once again 'What's The Passion of Lovers Bauhaus She had nut painted arms That were hers to keep And in her fear She sought cracked pleasures The passion of lovers is for death said she Licked her lips And turned to feather And as I watched The Passion of Lovers (Remastered 2008) Bauhaus She had nut painted arms That were hers to keep And in her fear She sought cracked pleasures The passion of lovers is for death said she Licked her lips And turned to feather And as I watched from underneath Rosegarden Funeral of Sores Bauhaus Virgin Mary was tired So tired Tired of listening to gossip Gossip and complaints They came from next door And a bewildered stream of chatter From all sorts of All sorts of Untidy whores Rosegarden Funeral of Sores (Remastered 2008) Bauhaus Virgin Mary was tired So tired Tired of listening to gossip Gossip and complaints They came from next door And a bewildered stream of chatter From all sorts of All sorts of Untidy whores Came from next Who Killed Mr. Moonlight? Bauhaus 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 Severance Bauhaus Severance The birds of leaving call to us, Yet here we stand endowed with the fear of flight.