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
