- Bauhaus crowds 歌詞
- Bauhaus
- What do you want of me
What do you long from me
A slim Pixie, thin and forlorn
A count, white and drawn
What do you make of me
What can you take from me
Pallid landscapes off my frown
Let me rip you up and down
For you I came to forsake
Lay wide despise and hate
I sing of you in my demented songs
For you and your stimulations
Take what you can of me
Rip what you can off me
And this Ill say to you
And hope that it gets through
You worthless *** **
You fickle ****
You will spit on me
You will make me spit
And when the Judas howl arise
And like the Jesus Jews you epitomize
Ill still be here as strong as you
And Ill walk away in spite of you
And Ill walk away
Away
Walk away
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