The Dead of Night - Depeche Mode
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The Dead of Night Lyrics
We're the horniest boys
With the corniest ploys
Who take the easiest girls
To our sleaziest worldsWith our lecherous plans
In our treacherous hands
You'd be wasting your time
Saying no, it's a crimeAll that we live for
You'll regret
All you remember
We'll forgetWe are the dead of night
We're in the zombie room
We're twilight's parasites
With self-inflicted woundsWe are the dead of night
We're in the zombie room
Heavenly oversights
Eating from silver spoonsWith our decadent minds
And our innocent lines
You'll be playing our games
With your bodies in flamesWhen delirious fun
Has seriously begun
You'll be down on your knees
You'll be begging us pleaseAll we're demanding
You'll supply
All we're accused of
We'll denyWe are the dead of night
We're in the zombie room
We're twilight's parasites
With self-inflicted woundsWe are the dead of night
We're in the zombie room
Heavenly oversights
Eating from silver spoonsWe are the dead of night
We're in the zombie room
We're twilight's parasites
With self-inflicted woundsWe are the dead of night
We're in the zombie room
Heavenly oversights
Eating from silver spoons
We are the dead of night