The Dead Of Night (Live) (исполнитель: Depeche Mode)

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
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