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 ]