[Words: P. Murphy / Music: Bauhaus]


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 civilization

Burning the private paradise of dreams

Minus hands of the electric clock

Clock [x3]


What happens when the intoxication of success has evaporated?


Pure sensation

The beautiful down grade

Going to hell again

Going to hell again

Again [x3]