Depeche Mode

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The Price of Love

One in three,
Say it now, but you won't forget her
Start to rush,
See her face in every crowd

And that's the price of love, the price of love
Care to pay? Care to pay?
And that's the price of love, the price of love
Costing more, and you're to blame

Here's the girl, here's another
?, but you won't recover
Dancing slow, dancing fast
You're happy now, but that won't last

And that's the price of love, the price of love
Care to pay? Care to pay?
And that's the price of love, the price of love
Costing more, and you're to blame

Here's the girl, here's another
?, but you won't recover
You're dancing slow, you're dancing fast
You're happy now, but that won't last

And that's the price of love, the price of love
Care to pay? Care to pay?
And that's the price of love, the price of love
Costing more, and you're to blame

Original: The Everly Brothers

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The Sinner In Me

If I could just hide
The sinner inside
And keep him denied
How sweet life would be
If I could be free
From the sinner in me

I’ll never be a saint
That’s not a picture
That your memory paints
Not renowned for my patience
I’m not renowned for my restraint

But you’re always around
You can always be found
To pick me up
When I’m on the ground

If I could just hide
The sinner inside
And keep him denied
How sweet life would be
If I could be free
From the sinner in me

I’m still recovering
Still getting over all the suffering
More known for my anger
Than for any other thing

But you’ve always tried
To be by my side
And catch my fall
When I start to slide

If I could just hide
The sinner inside
And keep him denied
How sweet life would be
If I could be free
From the sinner in me

Written by Martin Gore (c) 2005 Grabbing Hands Music Ltd./EMI Music Publishing Ltd

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The Sun And The Rainfall

Someone will call,
Something will fall
And smash on the floor.
Without reading the text,
Know what comes next.
See it before
And it's painful.

Things must change.
We must re-arrange them
Or will have to estrange them.
All that I'm saying
A game's not worth playing
Over and over again.

You're the one I like best,
You retain my interest,
You're the only one.
If it wasn't for you,
Don't know what I'd do.
Unpredictable like the sun
And the rainfall.

Words by Martin Gore (c) 1982 Sonet Records & Publishing Ltd.

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The Sweetest Condition

Taken in by the delicate noise
Knocked to the ground by the subtle thunder
Shackled and bound by the sound of your voice
Wandering around in silent wonder

What chance did I have
With the silver moon
Hanging in the sky
Opening old wounds

Taking hold of the hem of your dress
Cleanliness only comes in small doses
Bodily whole but my head's in a mess
Fuelling obsession that borders psychosis

It's a sad disease
Creeping through my mind
Causing disabilities
Of the strangest kind

Getting lost in the folds of your skirt
There's a price that I pay for my mission
A body in heaven and a mind full of dirt
How I suffer the sweetest condition

Taken in by the delicate noise
Knocked to the ground by the subtle thunder
Shackled and bound by the sound of your voice
Wandering around in silent wonder

Words by Martin L. Gore (c) 2001 Grabbing Hands Music Ltd./EMI Music Publishing Ltd

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The Things You Said

I heard it from my friends
About the things you said
I heard it from my friends
About the things you said
But they know me better than that
They know me better than that
They know my weaknesses
I never tried to hide them
They know my weaknesses
I never denied them

I heard it from my friends
About the things you said
I heard it from my friends
About the things you said
How can view become so twisted
How can view become so twisted
They know my weaknesses
I never tried to hide them
They know my weaknesses
You tried them

I get so carried away
You brought me down to earth
I thought we had something precious
Now I know what it's worth

I heard it from my friends
About the things you said
I heard it from my friends
About the things you said
I've never felt so disappointed
Never felt so disappointed
They know my weaknesses
I never tried to hide them
They know my weaknesses
Thought that you liked them

They know me better than that

Words by Martin Gore (c) 1987 Sonet Records & Publishing Ltd.

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To Have And To Hold

I need to be cleansed
It's time to make amends
For all of the fun
The damage is done
And I feel diseased
I'm down on my knees
And I need forgiveness
Someone to bear witness
To the goodness within
Beneath the sin
Although I may flirt
With all kinds of dirt
To the point of disease
Now I want release
From all this decay
Take it away
And somewhere
There's someone who cares
With a heart of gold
To have and to hold

Words by Martin Gore (c) 1987 Sonet Records & Publishing Ltd.

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Told You So

And do those feet in modern times
Walk upon the flowers
And walk upon their brothers
While the heads are busying lying low
Trying to keep to cover...oh

Something went wrong
Along the way
Everybody's waiting for
Judgement day
So they can go
Told you so

Bring me my gun of itching desire
Bring me my bullets and I will fire
Sights set higher than a tall church spire

Standing in line
The blind lead the blind
Waiting and waiting
For an overdue sign
Brothers and sisters
Playing Chinese whispers
If things aren't suited
Then they'll get diluted

There's one more dead with a hole in his head
He shouldn't have said all the things he said
Many tears were shed for the blood he bled

Words by Martin Gore (c) 1983 Sonet Publishing

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Tomorrow's Dance

Saturday night, you look so chic
Been waiting for this moment, been waiting all week
The pub is crowded, much too hot
The boys, they're dancing, they just can't stop

Tomorrow's dance, tomorrow's dance
You dance your dance, you dance your chance
Tomorrow's dance, tomorrow's dance
You dance with pride and you dance with pride

Ice cold drinks, get sold tonight
We're gonna get happy, the occasion is right
You start to move, you take the floor
The music is better than ever before

Tomorrow's dance, tomorrow's dance
You dance your dance, you dance your chance
Tomorrow's dance, tomorrow's dance
You dance with pride and you dance with pride

3 AM, I just can't last
The music is loud and much too fast
You cannot get out, you wanna stay
You gotta hang out, another dancing day

Tomorrow's dance, tomorrow's dance
You dance your dance, you dance your chance
Tomorrow's dance, tomorrow's dance
You dance with pride and you dance with pride

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Tora! Tora! Tora!

They were raining from the sky
Exploding in my heart
Is this the love in disguise
Or just a form of modern art?

From the skies you could almost hear them cry
"Tora! Tora! Tora!"
In the town they were going down
Tora! Tora! Tora!

I had a nightmare only yesterday
You played a skeleton
You took my love and died that day
I played an American

From the skies you could almost hear them cry
"Tora! Tora! Tora!"
In the town they were going down
Tora! Tora! Tora!

I played an American

Words by Martin Gore (c) 1981 Grabbing Hands Music Ltd./Sonet

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Two Minute Warning

We're lying by the orange sky
Two million miles across the land
Scattered to the highest high
Expect they'll either laugh or cry
No sex, no consequence, no sympathy
You're good enough to heat

Two minute warning
Two minutes later
When time has come
My days are numbered

The dawning another year
Marks time for those who understand
One in four still here
While you and I go hand in hand
No radio, no sound, no sanctuary
So welcome to your last

The sun, the solitude, the cemetery
So welcome to your last.

Words by Alan Wilder (c) 1983 PRS Publishing

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Useless

Well it's about time
It's beginning to hurt
Time you made up your mind
Just what is it all worth

All my useless advice
All my hanging around
All your cutting down to size
All my bringing you down

Watch the clock on the wall
Feel the slowing of time
Hear a voice in the hall
Echoing in my mind

All your stupid ideals
You've got your head in the clouds
You should see how it feels
With your feet on the ground

Here I stand the accused
With your fist in my face
Feeling tired and bruised
With the bitterest taste

All my useless advice
All my hanging around
All your cutting down to size
All my bringing you down

All your stupid ideals
You've got your head in the clouds
You should see how it feels
With your feet on the ground

Words by Martin Gore (c) 1997 Grabbing Hands Music Ltd./EMI Music Publishing Ltd

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Waiting For The Night (To Fall)

I'm waiting for the night to fall
I know that it will save us all
When everything's dark
Keeps us from the stark
reality

I'm waiting for the night to fall
When everything is bearable
And there in the still
All that you feel
Is tranquility

There is a star in the sky
Guiding my way with it's light
And in the glow of the moon
Know my deliverance will come soon

I'm waiting for the night...

There is a sound in the calm
Someone is coming to harm
I press my hands to my ears
It's easier here just to forget fear

And when I squinted
The world seemed rose tinted
And angels appeared to descend
To my surprise
With half closed eyes
Things looked even better
Than when they were opened

Been waiting for the night to fall
I knew that it would save us all
Now everything's dark
Keeps us from the stark reality

Been waiting for the night to fall
Now everything is bearable
And here in the still
All that you feel
Is tranquility

Words by Martin Gore (c) 1990 Sonet Records & Publishing Ltd.