@ALBUM: The Sky's Gone Out (1982) BAUHAUS @SONG: Third Uncle @SONG: silent hedges 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 to hell again going to hell again self confidence leaks from a thousand wounds faults of civilisation burning the private paradise of dreams minus hands of the electric clock clock clock clock pure sensation the beautiful down grade going to hell again going to hell again again again again @SONG: in the night 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, yes i know there's no chat he's for show you never know sees the place and tries to get the time he's slowly slipping into the slime can't inject into his veins blood and guff ooze out and stain cares not that he really bleeds death not hell is what he needs sees the place, checks the time some other place, some other time you never know slipping up and down his writhing side his eyes begin to ponder pride subjective pics of misled youth before him lies the naked truth undignified insignified- his wrist onto the razor slides you never know @SONG: swing the heartache out of her mouth it came as no surprise lipstick stained and 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 the 'the rat' (i now possess quasi success) but she wants to be a better singer swing the heartache just for her sake but she wants to be a better singer swing the heartache just for her sake. @SONG: spirit 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 turn the tables upside down change the lows to highs change the lows to highs i fill you up with butterflies crown the heads of kings be glad of first night nerves for fear gives courage wings fear gives courage wings if i am on the sidelines chances are you'll miss wait alone and spotlit for doctor theater's kiss the stage becomes a ship in flames i tie you to the mast throw your body overboard the spotlight doesn't last the spotlight doesn't last 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 may tap you on the shoulder and whisper 'go' in red strip your feet of lead my friend strip your feet of lead call the curtain raise the roof spirits on tonight call the curtain raise the roof spirits on tonight call the curtain raise the roof spirits on tonight we love our audience @SONG: the three shadows (partI & II) 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. o gentlemen, with your fish that you surround, all around and you man, will always point your fishes at me. but i will always exist because i always exist damn good too the rat race begins the fat face stings i hold the fresh pink baby with a smile. i slice off those rosy cheeks because i feel so thirsty and oedipus rex complexes ... riddle my closed bloated breast. @SONG: the three shadows (partIII) o 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 in turn, become as you have become, a fish no, not even that, but a symbol of a fish hooked by the baby flesh of maggots a ripple of life in tin this tin could become your world too so choose between this and water choose between tin and piss do you still feel thirsty now are you thirsty now are you thirsty now do you still feel thirsty thirsty now @SONG: all we ever wanted 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 called flash of youth shoot out of darkness.... factorytown oh to be the cream @SONG: exquisite corpse 1. life is but a dream life is but a dream life is but a dream life is but a dream life is but a dream life is but a dream life is but a dream life is but a dream life is but a dream life is but a dream 2. I make the air fall apart around me now as the petals are no nore a corroding, shrinking stalk remains bereft of his blooms and the ultimate cruelty of loves pinions beset his appearance beset his appearance no king could replenish his state now browning, sinking, dying a thousands deaths a thousands deaths a thousands deaths 3. terry sat up and hugged the army surplus bag around his skinny waist it was cold and the person beside himhad faded badly legs apart his eyes lit up the sky's gone out- the sky, the sky- the sky's gone out 4. ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ! 5. The Sky's Gone Out Telegram Sam telegram sam telegram sam you're my main man golden nose slim golden nose slim i know's where you 'bin purple pie pete purple pie pete your lips are like lightning girls melt in the heat telegram sam you're my main man telegram sam you're my main man bobby's alright bobby's alright he's a natural born poet he's just out a sight jungle faced jake jungle faced jake i said make no mistake about jungle faced jake automatic shoes automatic shoes give me 3d vision and the california blues me i funk but i don't care i ain't no square with my corkscrew hair telegram sam telegram sam i'm a howlin' wolf