She's in Parties Bauhaus

"Learning lines in the rain Special effects by Loonatik and Drinks The graveyard scene The golden years She's in parties It's in the can (twice) Freeze frame screen kiss Hot heads under silent

She's in Parties (Single Edit) Bauhaus

Learning lines in the rain Special effects by Loonatik and Drinks The graveyard scene The golden years She's in parties It's in the can twice Freeze frame screen kiss Hot heads under silent wigs Fall guys

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

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

Watch That Grandad Go Bauhaus

s still We walk in file, we stand in line The drug is in and we did not Since you've been so lonely Pain will cease to tease you Scars may not be ugly A doll?

David Jay Bauhaus

She blamed him for stoking up controversy In a dreamworld It's a long way down from Heaven's gate In the absence of a jury The case continues White lies Seal his bitter fate The case continues

Swing the Heartache Bauhaus

Out of her mouth it came as no surprise Lipstick stained on 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

Mask (Remastered 2008) Bauhaus

The man of shadows thinks in clay Dreamed trapped thoughts of suffocation day He`s seen in iron environments With plastic sweat out of chiselled slits for eyes From the growth underneath the closed mouth

Party of the First Part Bauhaus

Fame, fortune, fans, gold records, concerts, world tours, your name in lights. Take your time, read it all. Oh, I give up. Can I trust you? Ok, I'll sign. Write! Where's the ink?

Ziggy Stardust (David Bowie Cover) Bauhaus

Oh Oooh yeah Ah Ziggy played guitar, jamming good with weird and gilly And the spiders from mars. he played it left hand But made it too far Became the special man, then we were ziggy\'s band

You'll Always Find Me In The Kitchen At Parties Jona Lewie, Man Like Me

at parties Me and my girlfriend we argued and she ran away from home She must have found somebody new and now I`m all alone Living on my own what am I supposed to do That`s why you`ll always find him

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

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

Stigmata Martyr Bauhaus

In a crucifiction ecstasy Lying cross chequed in agony Stigmata bleed continuously Holes in head, hands, feet, and weep for me Stigmata oh you sordid sight Stigmata in your splintered plight

The Lady in the Radiator Song (david lynch) Bauhaus

In Heaven, everything is fine In Heaven, everything is fine In Heaven, everything is fine You've got your good things, and I've got mine In Heaven, everything is fine In Heaven, everything is

The Sanity Assassin Bauhaus

the drug he's dealing He drops a capsule in your drink And spikes your dreams with madness He's the sniper in the hills Hiding the holes in your head He's the poison in your poison The

In the Night Bauhaus

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

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

Sanity Assassin Bauhaus

Sinister echoes clutching at straws Letter boxes screaming You try to pin him to the wall You end up on the ceiling Locked in a dome The shadows flicker by He's the madcap pusher Delerium the

Kick in the Eye (Remix Single Version Remastered 2008) Bauhaus

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 the crossing My throat burned dry Searching for Satori The kick in

Night Time Bauhaus

Get up in the morning take the covers from my bed There's sunlight in my eyes playing tricks with my head I work like a dog on the job every day Trying to earn some money so I can go and play In

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

Terror Couple Kill Colonel Bauhaus

His eyes were heavy He carried a card One couple question The other discharged Terror couple kill colonel in his West German home Three shots from three feet Dragged himself to the phone Terror

A God in an Alcove Bauhaus

Go and look for the dejected once proud Idol remembered in stone aloud Then on coins his face was mirrored Take a look it soon hath slithered To a fractured marble slab, renunciation clad His nourishment

Terror Couple Kill Colonel (Remastered 2008) Bauhaus

Terror couple kill colonel Terror couple kill colonel His eyes were heavy He carried a card One couple questioned The other discharged Terror couple kill colonel in his West German home Three shots from

In the Flat Field Bauhaus

A gut pull drag on me Into the chasm gaping we Mirrors multy reflecting this Between spunk stained sheet And odourous whim Calmer eye- flick- shudder- within Assist me to walk away in sin Where

In the Flat Field (Remastered 2008) Bauhaus

I do get bored, I get bored In the flat field.

Spirit In The Sky Bauhaus

When I die and they lay me to rest Gonna go to the place that's best When they lay me down to die Goin on up to the Spirit in the sky CHORUS: Goin on up to the Spirit in the sky (Spirit in the

Dancing Bauhaus

Dancing on rock 'n roll's grave Dancing on burning coals Dancing on "Jesus Saves" Dancing with old scratch soul Dancing on flick knives Dancing a stiletto groove Dancing our nine lives away Dancing in

Nerves Bauhaus

Nerve ends tick in flicker book animation One eye's closed in fear, anticipation Will it stay shut? Will it ever open? What if? What if?

Small Talk Stinks Bauhaus

Small talk stinks Small talk stinks Small talk stinks Small talk stinks See the young man in his new gown Talking up to his bouffant drag He say he loves you with flowers Something that he's never

Kick In the Eye Bauhaus

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 the crossing My throat burned dry Searching for Satori The kick in

Lagartija Nick Bauhaus

Slow Paint it all black Let the humorous glow He feels like sacher-masoch And the fire below Is licking at his lips Cracks the whip Come on crack Crack the whip Swallowing flames Sinking in

In Fear of Fear Bauhaus

You fear the lesson And fear to walk And fear to pass on Your fear to talk The teacher was feared Your parents too Then you became The fear of you Fear Look to yourself Climb over the wall And ...

Of Lillies and Remains Bauhaus

In the marbled reception hall I received a three band gold ring, from Mark. A token of esteem.

Third Uncle (Single Edit) Bauhaus

There was John There are cliffs There was mother There's a poker There was you Then there was you There are scenes There are blues There are boots There are shoes There are Turks There are fools They're in

Dive Bauhaus

dragon's claw K-Tel Oriental The monkey's paw You're a dead ringer For Madame Butterfly Snappy little fingers Stitch my thigh You're so necromantic Venomous and vain Mixing molotov cocktails In

Third Uncle Bauhaus

There are cliffs There was mother There's a poker There was you Then there was you There are scenes There are blues There are boots There are shoes There are Turks There are fools They're in

Peter Murphy Bauhaus

Take a fish And a potato Hold the fish And the potato In your hand In your hand Put the potato In the fish Make it digest it Smash it up Smash it up Smash it up Smash it up This is

The Three Shadows (Part III) Bauhaus

Oh 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

Antonin Artaud Bauhaus

The young man held a gun to the head of God Stick this holy cow Put the audience in action Let the slaughtered take a bow The old man's words, white hot knives Slicing through warm butter The butter

The Three Shadows Part 2 Bauhaus

Oh 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

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

Ear Wax Bauhaus

Hazy four o'clock shadows Commence the seance Nine lives on the spirits 'Til the desert suns prevail In every scream eternal Locks out boredom forever Paints your fishes black It's so exciting

Earwax Bauhaus

Hazy four o'clock shadows Commence the seance Nine lives on the spirits 'Til the desert suns prevail In every scream eternal Locks out boredom forever Paints your fishes black It's so exciting Separate

Rosegarden Funeral of Sores Bauhaus

their choice don't seem to matter They got swollen breasts and lips that putter And their choice of matter and their scream of chatter Is just a little parasitic scream of whores Screaming whores In

Rosegarden Funeral of Sores (Remastered 2008) Bauhaus

But their choice don't seem to matter They got swollen breasts and lips that putter And their choice of matter and their scream of chatter Is just a little parasitic scream of whores Screaming whores In

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