| La letra de la cancion The Dead Of Night de Depeche Mode We re the horniest boys With the corniest ploys Who take the easiest girls To our sleaziest worlds With our lecherous plans In our treacherous hands You d be wasting your time Saying no, it s a crime All that we live for you ll regret All you remember we ll forget We are the dead of night We re in the zombie room We re twilight s parasites With self-inflicted wounds We are the dead of night We re in the zombie room Heavenly oversights Eating from silver spoons With our decadent minds And our innocent lines You ll be playing our games With your bodies in flames When delirious fun Has seriously begun You ll be down on your knees You ll be begging us please All we re demanding you ll supply All we re accused of we ll deny We are the dead of night We re in the zombie room We re twilight s parasites With self-inflicted wounds We are the dead of night We re in the zombie room Heavenly oversights Eating from silver spoons
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