Bauhaus - Harry

Well hello pretty woman
You're looking good
With a yellow dot skirt
And you're swaying, hah

You look as though you've ate your one last meal
You're conceit is all thats left
You can sing a spiel
You used to hide away in kiosk land
Let's find you out and loosen up
You're so upset

Making coffee for the poor machines
Stipulate, copulate for all his schemes

I have you
You have me
We go where we want to be
We have it
We have fun
We go places to have some, hah

Well they're as stiff as New York
With the right wing lights
And the babies get for real if the group is right
Following her swallowing some two-tone pills
They said he's looking crazy, but he's so well built
You're moving steady, soon you'll be that star
Don't wrap up my tomorrows in your infectious car
They'll line you up and strip you down you'll see
That you're still the horny two-eyed bitch you used to be

Aye-aye-ah
Aye-aye-ah

Your mothers and your fathers and your boyfriend too
They're hiding places can't and won't expect you to

But he's seen shadows upon that ball
Fix the cast or fix to catch the things they install
They'll soon realize that stardom's going to your head
They'll visualize you rising my poor blood is dead
Your mother father brother sister too
Natural best, all the best go on you

I have you (Aye-aye-ah)
You have me
We go where we want to be
We have it (Aye-aye-ah)
We have fun
We go places to have some

Lalalalalalalalalalala la
Lalalalalalalalalalala la
Lalalalalalalalalalala la

Bauhaus - Hollow Hills

Ancient earthwork, fort and barrow
Discreetly hide their secret abodes
The most fearful hide deep inside
And venture not there upon Yuletide

For invasion of their hollow hills
That music hold and Oberon fill
Is surely recommended not
For fear of death, in fear of rot

Hollow hills
Hollow hills
Hollow hills
Hollow hills

Baleful sound and wild voices ignored
Ill luck, disaster - the one reward
Violated sanctity of supermen's hills
So sad (hollow hills)
Love lies there still (hollow hills)

So sad (hollow hills)
So sad (hollow hills)
Hollow hills (hollow hills)
Hollow hills (hollow hills)

Hollow hills
Hollow hills

And witches too, and goblin's too
And speckled sills
Lament, repent
Oh mortal you (oh mortal you)

So sad (hollow hills), so sad
So sad, so sad...

Bauhaus - The Man With The X-Ray Eyes

Shoes that no man would want to wear
Wipe away  the night's last cold stare
Red fist curled 'round the house
Wash away, boy, Shelly's shoes
Wash

Chocolate power is so crisp
Atomic open house is really here
And we have gone so desperate
Your power knows no bounds
And heavier with time are our shoes
That no man would want to wear
New tread wipes a wet road so dry
It stings

Into the borrowed course
Under the dreadful birds
Under the singing soil and all those guilty clouds

I have seen too much, wipe away my eyes too much
Wipe away my eyes, too much
Wipe away my eyes, too much
Wipe away my eyes, too much

Bauhaus - Mask

The man of shadows thinks in clay
Dreamed trapped thoughts of suffocation day
He's seen in iron environments
With plastic sweat out of chiselled slits for eyes

From the growth underneath the closed mouth
You'll catch if you listen
Rack-trapped cubist vowels
From a dummy head expression
From a dummy head expression

The transformation is invested
With the mysterious and the shameful
While the thing I am becomes something else
Part character part sensation

The shadow is cast

Bauhaus - The Passion Of Lovers

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