Song | The Passion Of Lovers |
Artist | Bauhaus |
Album | 1979-1983 - Japan Mini LP |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
She had nut painted arms that were hers to keep | |
And in her fear she sought cracked pleasures | |
‽The passion of lovers is for deathâ€, said she | |
Licked her lips and turned to feather | |
And as I watched from underneath | |
I came aware of all that she keep | |
The little foxes so safe and sound | |
They were not dead, they'd gone to ground | |
‽The passion of lovers is for deathâ€, said she | |
The passion of lovers is for death | |
‽The passion of lovers is for deathâ€, said she | |
The passion of lovers is for death | |
She breaks her heart just a little too much | |
And her jokes attract the lucky bad type | |
As she dips and wails and slips her banshee smile | |
She gets the better of the bigger to the letter | |
‽The passion of lovers is for deathâ€, said she | |
The passion of lovers is for death | |
‽The passion of lovers is for deathâ€, said she | |
The passion of lovers is for death | |
‽The passion of lovers is for deathâ€, said she | |
The passion of lovers is for death | |
‽The passion of lovers is for deathâ€, said she | |
The passion of lovers is for death | |
‽The passion of lovers is for deathâ€, said she | |
The passion of lovers is for death | |
‽The passion of lovers is for deathâ€, said she | |
The passion of lovers is for death | |
‽The passion of lovers is for deathâ€, said she | |
The passion of lovers is for death |
She had nut painted arms that were hers to keep | |
And in her fear she sought cracked pleasures | |
The passion of lovers is for death, said she | |
Licked her lips and turned to feather | |
And as I watched from underneath | |
I came aware of all that she keep | |
The little foxes so safe and sound | |
They were not dead, they' d gone to ground | |
The passion of lovers is for death, said she | |
The passion of lovers is for death | |
The passion of lovers is for death, said she | |
The passion of lovers is for death | |
She breaks her heart just a little too much | |
And her jokes attract the lucky bad type | |
As she dips and wails and slips her banshee smile | |
She gets the better of the bigger to the letter | |
The passion of lovers is for death, said she | |
The passion of lovers is for death | |
The passion of lovers is for death, said she | |
The passion of lovers is for death | |
The passion of lovers is for death, said she | |
The passion of lovers is for death | |
The passion of lovers is for death, said she | |
The passion of lovers is for death | |
The passion of lovers is for death, said she | |
The passion of lovers is for death | |
The passion of lovers is for death, said she | |
The passion of lovers is for death | |
The passion of lovers is for death, said she | |
The passion of lovers is for death |
She had nut painted arms that were hers to keep | |
And in her fear she sought cracked pleasures | |
The passion of lovers is for death, said she | |
Licked her lips and turned to feather | |
And as I watched from underneath | |
I came aware of all that she keep | |
The little foxes so safe and sound | |
They were not dead, they' d gone to ground | |
The passion of lovers is for death, said she | |
The passion of lovers is for death | |
The passion of lovers is for death, said she | |
The passion of lovers is for death | |
She breaks her heart just a little too much | |
And her jokes attract the lucky bad type | |
As she dips and wails and slips her banshee smile | |
She gets the better of the bigger to the letter | |
The passion of lovers is for death, said she | |
The passion of lovers is for death | |
The passion of lovers is for death, said she | |
The passion of lovers is for death | |
The passion of lovers is for death, said she | |
The passion of lovers is for death | |
The passion of lovers is for death, said she | |
The passion of lovers is for death | |
The passion of lovers is for death, said she | |
The passion of lovers is for death | |
The passion of lovers is for death, said she | |
The passion of lovers is for death | |
The passion of lovers is for death, said she | |
The passion of lovers is for death |