Depeche Mode - Black Celebration : Fly On The Windscreen
 

Depeche Mode



Black Celebration



Fly On The Windscreen





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