Some Faces - Bauhaus

Some faces

Nothing’s going places too long to take sight

Walking in those alleys

Some faces

Through the dark and through the light

Through that light

Some faces

Those chicks get smaller almost every day

Lightning faces small time places

Some faces

Checking faces places every night

In a lonely night

I hate it

Some faces

Most kids can’t find any current ties

Will they live it up?

Some faces

So they might find that they can climb

And give it up?

Some faces

They spin and spin, and hit and hit

To get in tight

Some faces

Maybe too tight?

Oh, I don’t know

Will I give it up?

I hate it

Some faces

All by myself, living up to me

For encouragement

Some faces

Will it go as planned, will he lift up his hand?

Shaking all his arms

Some faces

He takes a drive, a long, long drive

Up to that smoke

Some faces

Smoking that hash, in someone’s stash

He can’t give it up

He hates it

I hate it