The Dead Of Night — текст песни (Depeche Mode)

We`re the horniest boys
With the corniest ploys
Who take the easiest girls
To our sleaziest worlds

With our lecherous plans
In our treacherous hands
You`d be wasting your time
Saying no, it`s a crime

All that we live for you`ll regret
All you remember we`ll forget

We are the dead of night
We`re in the zombie room
We`re twilight`s parasites
With self-inflicted wounds

We are the dead of night
We`re in the zombie room
Heavenly oversights
Eating from silver spoons

With our decadent minds
And our innocent lines
You`ll be playing our games
With your bodies in flames

When delirious fun
Has seriously begun
You`ll be down on your knees
You`ll be begging us please

All we`re demanding you`ll supply
All we`re accused of we`ll deny

We are the dead of night
We`re in the zombie room
We`re twilight`s parasites
With self-inflicted wounds

We are the dead of night
We`re in the zombie room
Heavenly oversights
Eating from silver spoons