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 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 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

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