Black Celebration
Released March 1986
STUMM 26
HIGHEST CHART POSITION- US: ? UK: 4
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All songs written by Martin L. Gore
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
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
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
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
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