Depeche Mode

Were the horniest boys

With the corniest ploys

Who take the easiest girls

To our sleaziest worlds



With our lecherous plans

In our treacherous hands

Youd be wasting your time

Saying no, its a crime



All that we live for youll regret

All you remember well forget



We are the dead of night

Were in the zombie room

Were twilights parasites

With self-inflicted wounds



We are the dead of night

Were in the zombie room

Heavenly oversights

Eating from silver spoons



With our decadent minds

And our innocent lines

Youll be playing our games

With your bodies in flames



When delirious fun

Has seriously begun

Youll be down on your knees

Youll be begging us please



All were demanding youll supply

All were accused of well deny



We are the dead of night

Were in the zombie room

Were twilights parasites

With self-inflicted wounds



We are the dead of night

Were in the zombie room

Heavenly oversights

Eating from silver spoons






[ Dead Of Night Lyrics ]