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Dark Entries - Live at The Royal Court, Liverpool

de 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
Among confidant 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 my shielded pride
Until exposed became my darker side

Puckering up and down those avenues 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)
Girating through some lonesome devils row (dark entries)
Pinpointing well meaning upper class prey (dark entries)
Of walking money checks possessing holes (dark entries)
He offers his services (dark entries)
Exploitation of his finer years (dark entries)
Work with loosely woven fabrics (dark entries)
Of office clerks (dark entries)
Any lay suffices his eye (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 my shielded pride
Until exposed became my darker side

Puckering up and down those avenues 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

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