[Words: P. Murphy / Music: Bauhaus]

Following the silent hedges
Needing some other kind of madness
Looking into purple eyes
Sadness at the corners
Works of art with a minimum of steel

Pure sensation
The beautiful down grade
Going to hell again
Going to hell again

Self confidence leaks
From a thousand wounds
Faults of civilization
Burning the private paradise of dreams
Minus hands of the electric clock - clock - clock - clock

What happens when the intoxication of success has evaporated?
Following the silent hedges
Following the silent hedges
Going to hell again

I dare you to be real

Pure sensation
The beautiful down grade
Going to hell again
Going to hell again