Tekster:
Sisters Of Mercy Some Girls Wander By Mistake

Through the cables and the underground now The faceless breathless calls This is babel, Sensurround now This place is death with walls Too much contact

, go, go Well, this is the floorshow, the last ideal Its populist got mass appeal The old religion redefined For the facile, futile, totally blind, volatile kind Mundane by

Well alright Well it's 1969 okay We got a war across the USA There's nothing here for me and you We're just sitting here with nothing to do Well, there

Baby, buy an anaconda, baby, buy a thing to wear She go walking, she go crawling, she go sliding through the air She go talking warm and fashion, she

Well, she got red eyes But she wear dust I went over, over, over, over I went bust I kissed, I kissed the carpet I'm climbing the curtain I was stoned

The razor bites and the shrieks subsides He arches clutching at his sides Across the floor, across the tiles The man is dead and the razor smiles A shiny

The lights shine clear through the sodium haze The night draws near and daylight fades Ignore the voices, discard the day For the brand new darkness,