Artist: Martin Gore

Well the day begins You don’t want to live ‚Cause you can’t believe In the one you’re with ‚Cause you know her tricks And you know her past When she

Ah look what they’ve done to the rock’n’roll clown Ah rock’n’roll clown, look he’s dead on the ground Well he used to high fly but he crashed out the sky

You turned me away Away from your actions Forced by the violence That always surrounds you I want your special smile A smile in this crowd I want your special

Oh my love for the first time in my life My eyes are wide open Oh my lover for the first time in my life My eyes can see I

When she’s on her best behaviour Don’t be tempted by her favours Never turn your back on mother earth Towns are hurled from A to B By hands that look

Sometimes I feel like a motherless child Sometimes I feel like a motherless child Sometimes I feel like a motherless child A long way from home A long way from

There’s a devil waiting outside your door There’s a devil waiting outside your door It is bucking and braying and pawing at the floor And he’s howling with pain and

Before Lord God made the sea and the land, He held all the stars in the palm of his hand. And they ran through his fingers like grains of sand,

Well, in my time of dyin‘ Don’t want nobody to mourn. All I want for you to do is Take my body home, Well, well, well, So I can die

In my other world There is no pain And all my thoughts Are clouds of happiness In my other world My heart beats red There is no gun Pointed at

In a manner of speaking I just want to say That I could never forget the way You told me everything By saying nothing In a manner of speaking I

Every evening when the sun goes down I sit here in my room And the lamplight streaming over me projects my lonely gloom My counterpart in agony mocks each tear