Bauhaus - Honeymoon Croon текст песни

Honeymoon croon tonight

Sew my socks tonight

I say whose on the rare tonight

Lurking lipstick tickle fickle

Marylins on

Send her by air mail, par avion

Certificate x tacy in my head

Hire out sybil vane for my bed

Croon croon tonight

Honeymoon tonight

Sew my sock tonight - tonight

She insists on tying down

After the soldier sailor curfew

All alone in the cathedral bar

She preys in dockland

He asks to see her hidden side

She, the color of his money

Honeymoon croon tonight

Marylin fading fast better get straight

The catch from the sidewalk is in a state

The sound of footstep - mummys here

Ill be a good boy Ill never fear

Better fix her drink tonight bed times come

Must blot out this urge to use my gun