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

Leadgesang: Dave Gahan; Words & Music: Martin Lee Gore, 1985 Grabbing Hands Music Ltd/EMI Music Publishing Ltd. All rights reserved.

Originaly no Albumrelease - Originalrelease on It's called a heart  7", 12"; Re-release on Catching up with Depeche Mode (US) 1985 & Black celebration (Final-Mix) 1986