Black Celebration

Released March 1986
STUMM 26
HIGHEST CHART POSITION- US: ? UK: 4
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All songs written by Martin L. Gore
1. Black Celebration
2. Fly on the Windscreen
3. A Question of Lust
4. Sometimes
5. It Doesn't Matter Two
6. A Question of Time
7. Stripped
8. Here is the House
9. World Full of Nothing
10. Dressed In Black
11. New Dress
12. But Not Tonight






    Black Celebration

    Let's have a black celebration
    Black Celebration
    Tonight

    To celebrate the fact
    That we've seen the back
    Of another black day

    I look to you
    How you carry on
    When all hope is gone
    Can't you see

    Your optimistic eyes
    Seem like paradise
    To someone like
    Me

    I want to take you
    In my arms
    Forgetting all I couldn't do today

    Black Celebration
    Black Celebration
    Tonight

    To celebrate the fact
    That we've seen the back
    Of another black day

    I look to you
    And your strong belief
    Me, I want relief
    Tonight

    Consolation
    I want so much
    Want to feel your touch
    Tonight

    Take me in your arms
    Forgetting all you couldn't do today

    Black Celebration
    I'll drink to that
    Black Celebration
    Tonight

    Written by Martin L. Gore
    Vocals: David Gahan

    Appears on:
    o "Black Celebration" album
    o Live version on "101" album
    o B-side on 'A Question of Time' single


    Fly on the Windscreen
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    Death is everywhere
    There are flies on the windscreen
    For a start
    Reminding us
    We could be torn apart
    Tonight

    Death is everywhere
    There are lambs for the slaughter
    Waiting to die
    And I can sense
    The hours slipping by
    Tonight

    Come here
    Kiss me
    Now
    Come here
    Kiss me
    Now

    Death is everywhere
    The more I look
    The more I see
    The more I feel
    A sense of urgency
    Tonight

    Come here (touch me)
    Kiss me (touch me)
    Now (touch me)
    (touch me)

    There are flies on the windscreen
    There are lambs for the slaughter
    There are flies on the windscreen

    Come here (touch me)
    Kiss me (touch me)
    Now (touch me)
    (touch me)
    Come here (touch me)
    Kiss me (touch me)
    Now (touch me)
    (touch me)

    Written by Martin L. Gore
    Vocals: David Gahan

    Appears on:
    o "Black Celebration" album
    o "The Singles 81>85" album
    o "Catching Up With Depeche Mode" album (US)
    o B-side on 'It's Called a Heart' and 'Stripped' singles


    A Question of Lust
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    Fragile
    Like a baby in your arms
    Be gentle with me
    I'd never willingly
    Do you harm

    Apologies
    Are all you seem to get from me
    But just like a child
    You make me smile
    When you care for me
    And you know...

    It's a question of lust
    It's a question of trust
    It's a question of not letting
    What we've built up
    Crumble to dust
    It is all of these things and more
    That keep us together

    Independence
    Is still important for us though(we realise)
    It's easy to make
    The stupid mistake
    Of letting go(do you know what I mean)

    My weaknesses
    You know each and every one(it frightens me)
    But I need to drink
    More than you seem to think
    Before I'm anyone's
    And you know...

    It's a question of lust
    It's a question of trust
    It's a question of not letting
    What we've built up
    Crumble to dust
    It is all of these things and more
    That keep us together

    Kiss me goodbye
    When I'm on my own
    But you know that I'd
    Rather be home

    It's a question of lust
    It's a question of trust
    It's a question of not letting
    What we've built up
    Crumble to dust
    It is all of these things and more
    That keep us together

    Written by Martin L. Gore
    Vocals: Martin L. Gore

    Appears on:
    o "Black Celebration" album
    o "The Singles 86>98" album
    o Live version on "101" album
    o 'A Question of Lust' single


    Sometimes
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    Sometimes
    Only sometimes
    I question everything
    And I'm the first to admit
    If you catch me in a mood like this
    I can be tiring
    Even embarrassing

    But you must
    Feel the same
    When you look around
    You can't tell me honestly
    You're happy with what you see
    Oh sometimes
    Only sometimes

    You must be
    You must be
    As embarrassing as me
    Sometimes

    Written by Martin L. Gore
    Vocals: Martin L. Gore

    Appears on:
    o "Black Celebration" album

    It Doesn't Matter Two

    As I lay here with you
    The shame lies with us
    We talk of love and trust
    That doesn't matter

    Though we may be the last in the world
    We feel like pioneers
    Telling hopes and fears
    To one another

    And oh what a feeling
    Inside of me
    It might last for an hour
    Wounds aren't healing
    Inside of me
    Though it feels good now
    I know it's only for now

    The feeling is intense
    You grip me with your eyes
    And then I realise
    It doesn't matter

    Written by Martin L. Gore
    Vocals: Martin L. Gore

    Appears on:
    o "Black Celebration" album
    o B-side on 'A Question of Lust' single


    A Question of Time
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    I've got to get to you first
    Before they do
    It's just a question of time
    Before they lay their hands on you
    And make you just like the rest
    I've got to get to you first
    It's just a question of time

    Well now you're only fifteen
    And you look good
    I'll take you under my wing
    Somebody should
    They've persuasive ways
    And you'll believe what they say

    It's just a question of time
    And it's running out for you
    It won't be long
    Until you'll do
    Exactly what they want you to

    I can see them now
    Hanging around
    To mess you up
    To strip you down
    And have their fun
    With my little one

    It's just a question of time
    And it's running out for you
    It won't be long
    Until you'll do
    Exactly what they want you to
    It won't be long
    Until you'll do
    Exactly what they want you to

    Sometimes I don't blame them
    For wanting you
    You look good
    And they need something to do
    Until I look at you
    And then I condemn them
    I know my kind
    What goes on in our minds

    It's just a question of time

    It should be better
    It's just a question of time
    It should be better with you
    It's just a question of time

    Written by Martin L. Gore
    Vocals: David Gahan

    Appears on:
    o "Black Celebration" album
    o Live version on "101" album
    o "The Singles 86>98" album
    o 'A Question of Time' single


    Stripped
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    Come with me
    Into the trees
    We'll lay in the grass
    And let the hours pass
    Take my hand
    Come back to the land
    Let's get away
    Just for one day

    Let me see you
    Stripped down to the bone
    Let me see you
    Stripped down to the bone

    Metropolis
    Has nothing on this
    You're breathing in fumes
    I taste when we kiss
    Take my hand
    Come back to the land
    Where everything's ours
    For a few hours

    Let me see you
    Stripped down to the bone
    Let me see you
    Stripped down to the bone

    Let me hear you make decisions
    Without your television
    Let me hear you speaking
    Just for me

    Let me see you
    Stripped fown to the bone
    Let me hear you speaking
    Just for me

    Let me see you
    Stripped fown to the bone
    Let me hear your crying
    Just for me

    Written by Martin L. Gore
    Vocals: David Gahan

    Appears on:
    o "Black Celebration" album
    o Live version on "101" album
    o "The Singles 86>98" album
    o 'Stripped' single


    Here is the House

    Here is the house
    Where it all happens
    Those tender moments
    Under this roof
    Body and soul come together
    As we come closer together
    And as it happens
    It happens here in this house

    And I feel your warmth
    And it feels like home
    And there's someone
    Calling on the telephone
    Let's stay home
    It's cold outside
    And I have so much
    To confide to you

    With or without words
    I'll confide everything

    Here is the house
    Where it all happened
    Those tender moments
    Under this roof
    Body and soul come together
    As we come closer together
    And as it happens
    It happens here
    In this house

    So we stay at home
    And I'm by your side
    And you know
    What's going on inside
    Inside my heart
    Inside this house
    And I just want to
    Let it out for you

    And I feel your warmth
    And it feels like home
    And I feel your warmth
    And it feels like home

    Here is the house
    Where it all happened
    Those tender moments
    Under this roof
    Body and soul come together
    As we come closer together

    Written by Martin L. Gore
    Vocals: David Gahan

    Appears on:
    o "Black Celebration" album


    World Full of Nothing

    Close
    Naked
    Skin on skin
    Tears are falling
    Tears of joy
    Her first boy
    His first girl
    Makes a change

    In a world full of nothing
    Though it's not love
    It means something

    She's lonely
    And he says
    It's for her only
    That he lusts
    She doesn't trust him
    Nothing is true
    But he will do

    In a world full of nothing
    Though it's not love
    It means something

    It's easy to slip away
    And believe it all

    Though it's not love
    It means something

    Written by Martin L. Gore
    Vocals: Martin L. Gore

    Appears on:
    o "Black Celebration" album


    Dressed In Black

    She's dressed in black again
    And I'm falling down again
    Down to the floor again
    I'm begging for more again
    But oh what can you do
    When she's dressed in black

    My mind wanders endlessly
    On paths where she's leading me
    With games that she likes to play
    And words that she doesn't say
    Not when whe're alone
    And she's dressed in black

    As a picture of herself
    She's a picture of the world
    A reflection of you
    A reflection of me
    And it's all there to see
    If you only give in
    To the fire within

    Dressed in black again

    Shadows fall onto me
    As she stands there over me
    And waits to encompass me
    I lay here helplessly
    But oh what can you do
    When she's dressed in black

    Dressed in black again

    Written by Martin L. Gore
    Vocals: David Gahan

    Appears on:
    o "Black Celebration" album


    New Dress
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    Sex jibe husband murders wife
    Bomb blast victim fights for life
    Girl Thirteen attacked with knife

    Princess Di is wearing a new dress

    Jet airliner shot from sky
    Famine horror, millions die
    Earthquake terror figures rise
    Princess Di is wearing a new dress

    You can't change the world
    But you can change the facts
    And when you change the facts
    You change points of view
    If you change points of view
    You may change a vote
    And when you change a vote
    You may change the world

    In black townships fires blaze
    Prospects better premier says
    Within sight are golden days

    Princess Di is wearing a new dress

    You can't change the world
    But you can change the facts
    And when you change the facts
    You change points of view
    If you change points of view
    You may change a vote
    And when you change a vote
    You may change the world

    Princess Di is wearing a new dress

    Written by Martin L. Gore
    Vocals: David Gahan

    Appears on:
    o "Black Celebration" album


    But Not Tonight

    Oh God, it's raining
    But I'm not complaining
    It's filling me up
    With new life

    The stars in the sky
    Bring tears to my eyes
    They're lighting my way
    Tonight

    And I haven't felt so alive
    In years

    Just for a day
    On a day like today
    I'll get away from this
    Constant debauchery

    The wind in my hair
    Makes me so aware
    How good it is to live
    Tonight

    And I haven't felt so alive
    In years

    The moon
    Is shining in the sky
    Reminding me
    Of so many other nights
    But they're not like tonight

    Oh God, it's raining
    And I'm not containing
    My pleasure at being
    So wet

    Here on my own
    All on my own
    How good it feels to be alone
    Tonight

    And I haven't felt so alive
    In years

    The moon
    Is shining in the sky
    Reminding me
    Of so many other nights
    When my eyes have been so red
    I've been mistaken for dead
    But not tonight

    Written by Martin L. Gore
    Vocals: David Gahan

    Appears on:
    o "Black Celebration" album
    o B-side on 'Stripped' single