Depeche Mode - Spirit Lyrics
Going Backwards
We are not there yet
We have not evolved
We have no respect
We have lost control
We're going backwards
Ignoring the realities
Going backwards
Are you counting all the casualties?
We are not there yet
Where we need to be
We are still in debt
To our insanities
We're going backwards
Turning back our history
Going backwards
Piling on the misery
We can track in all the satellites
Seeing all in plain sight
Watch men die in real time
But we have nothing inside
We feel nothing inside
We are not there yet
We have lost our soul
The course has been set
We're digging our own hole
We're going backwards
Armed with new technology
Going backwards
To a cavemen mentality
We can emulate on consoles
Killings we can control
For senses that have been dulled
Because there's nothing inside
We feel nothing inside
We feel nothing inside
(We feel nothing, nothing inside)
We feel nothing inside
(We feel nothing, nothing inside)
We feel nothing inside
(We feel nothing, nothing inside)
We feel nothing inside
(We feel nothing, nothing inside)
We feel nothing inside
(We feel nothing, nothing inside)
Because there's nothing inside
Because there's nothing inside
Writer: MARTIN GORE
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Wheres The Revolution
You've been kept down
You've been pushed 'round
You've been lied to
You've been fed truths
Who's making your decisions
You or your religion
Your government, your countries
You patriotic junkies
Where's the revolution
Come on people
You're letting me down
Where's the revolution
Come on people
You're letting me down
You've been pissed on
For too long
Your rights abused
Your views refused
They manipulate and threaten
With terror as a weapon
Scare you till you're stupefied
Wear you down until you're on their side
Where's the revolution
Come on people
You're letting me down
Where's the revolution
Come on people
You're letting me down
The train is coming
The train is coming
The train is coming
The train is coming
So get on board
Get on board
Get on board
Get on board
The engine's humming
The engine's humming
The engine's humming
The engine's humming
So get on board
Get on board
Get on board
Get on board
The train is coming
The train is coming
The train is coming
The train is coming
So get on board
Get on board
Get on board
Get on board
The engine's humming
The engine's humming
The engine's humming
The engine's humming
So get on board
Get on board
Get on board
Get on board
Where's the revolution
Come on people
You're letting me down
Where's the revolution
Come on people
You're letting me down
Writer: MARTIN GORE
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
The Worst Crime
There's a lynching in the square
You will have to join us
Everyone's going to be there
We're setting up the truss
Once there were solutions
Now we have no excuses
It got lost in confusion
So we're preparing the nooses
And oh, we had so much time
How could we commit the worst crime?
Blame misinformation, misguided leaders
Apathetic hesitation, uneducated readers
For whatever reasons we now find ourselves in this
We are all charged with treason
And there's no one left to hear
And oh, we had so much time
How could we commit the worst crime?
We're the judge and the jury
The hangman, the convict
It's too late for fury
Our indictment was hand-picked
So step out to the gallows
And accept your sentence
For being so shallow
You must pay a penance
And oh, we had so much time
How could we commit the worst crime?
And oh, we had so much time
How could we commit the worst crime?
Writer: MARTIN GORE
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Scum
Hey scum, hey scum
What have you ever done for anyone?
Hey scum, hey scum
What are you gonna do when karma comes
A-calling, and you're falling
And there's nowhere left to run
And you're weeping, and not sleeping
And you're begging for your gun
Pull the trigger
Hey scum, hey scum
What have you ever done for anyone?
Hey scum, hey scum
What are you doing judgement time has come?
You kneel, and you squeal
And you're looking for someone
To bear witness to your goodness
You can't even find your son
Pull the trigger
Pull the trigger
You wouldn't even offer up your crumbs
To the dying, and the crying
You're dead inside, you're numb
You're hollow, and shallow
Your empty life is done
Pull the trigger
Pull the trigger
(Hey scum, hey scum)
Pull the trigger
(Hey scum, hey scum)
Pull the trigger
Writer: MARTIN GORE
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
You Move
We had something, that was yesterday
Temptations knocking at my door
You talk to me about the life we could've had
But we don't have that life no more
But I like the way you move
Yeah I like the way you move for me tonight
I like the way you move
I like the way you move for me tonight
Alright now
If you give me something that you and I can play
Let me ring your bell
I don't need you, I don't need your ball and chain
There's no water in that well
But I like the way you move
I like the way you move for me tonight
I like the way you move
I like the way you move for me tonight
Alright yeah
All night
Alright now
All night
Imagination is all it takes
You came knocking at my door
You talk to me about the life we should've had
You know, you could have given more
But I like the way you move
Yeah I like the way you move for me tonight
Yeah I like the way you move
I like the way you move for me tonight
Alright now
All night
Writer: David Gahan, Martin Gore
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Cover Me
I've felt better
I've been up all night
I can feel it coming
The morning light
The air is so cold here
It's so hard to breathe
We better take cover
Will you cover me?
Way up here with the Northern lights
Beyond you and me
I dreamt of us in another life
One we've never reached
You know we're sinking
We could fade away
I'm not going down
Not today
The air is so cold here
Too cold to see
We have to take cover
Cover me
Way up here with the Northern lights
Beyond these broken bars
I pictured us in another life
Where we're all super stars
Writer: David Gahan, Christian Eigner, Peter Gordeno
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Reservoir Media Management, Inc.
Eternal
Poor little one
I will protect you
And surround you with my love
As well as any man can
As well as any man could
I will be there for you, always
And when the black cloud rises
And the radiation pours
I will look you in the eye
And kiss you
And give you all my love
As well as any man can
As well as any man could
You are my eternal, eternal love
Writer: MARTIN GORE
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Poison Heart
You have poison in your heart
Yeah I'm sure of it
I knew right from the start
From the moment we met
You know we have to break up
You'll always be alone
There's poison in your mind
Yeah, I'm sure of it
You've never been that kind
With all due respect
You know it's time to break up
You'll always be alone
You know you've never ever been a friend
Now we're closer to the edge
Oh-oh-ohhh (Oh-oh-ohhh...)
Oh-oh-ohhh
We've been walking far too long this icy road
My broken heart is colder than a stone
I know you've never ever been a friend
Now you push me to the edge
Oh-oh-ohhh
No (No...)
Oh-oh-ohhh
No (No...)
Writer: David Gahan, Christian Eigner, Peter Gordeno
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
So Much Love
I can't lie
I can't fake
I can't act
My hands shake
There's disclosure
I must make
There is so much love in me
I can't run
I have tried
There's a thorn
In my side
There is something
I can't hide
There is so much love in me
You can forsake me
Try to break me
But you can't shake me
No
You can despise me
Demonise me
It satisfies me
So
There's a fire
In my veins
The desire
Causes pain
I will say it
Again
There is so much love in me
You can forsake me
Try to break me
But you can't shake me
No
You can despise me
Demonise me
It satisfies me
So
There is so much love in me
There is so much love in me
There is so much love in me
There is so much love in me
Writer: MARTIN GORE
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Poorman
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, there's no news
Poor man's still got the blues
He's walking around in worn out shoes
With nothing to lose
Hey, he's on the road
Pushing along his heavy load
Heading for no fixed abode
Shuffling slow
Hey
Corporations get the breaks
Keeping almost everything they make
And tell us just how long it's going to take
For it to trickle down
When will it trickle down?
Hey, he's on the street
Laying in the snow and sleet
Begging for something to eat
Looking beat
Hey, passers by
They don't dare to catch his eye
Couldn't even tell you why
Or what's happenin' inside
Corporations get the breaks
Keeping almost everything they make
Tell us just how long it's going to take
For it to trickle down
When will it trickle down?
Writer: MARTIN GORE
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
No More (This Is the Last Time)
One more ride
I can't explain
Our hesitation
We stop and start again
Repeat the process
We repeat the lie
Time and time again
By and by
This is the last time
I'll say goodbye
The last time
Then we won't have to lie
The last time
Call it what you want
You don't mean a thing to me no more
You go your way
I'll go mine
We've walked this line together
For the longest time
We've climbed the mountain
In so many ways
Reach the top
Then slowly fade away
This is the last time
I'll say goodbye
The last time
Then we won't have to lie
The last time
Call it what you want
You don't mean a thing to me no more
Our crimes
Will pass us by
Crimes
They all fade and die
All those memories
All our pain
Will slowly disappear
Like the falling rain
This is the last time
I'll say goodbye
The last time
Then we won't have to lie
The last time
(All those memories, all our pain)
This is the last time
(All those memories, all our pain)
The last time
Writer: David Gahan, Kurt Uenala
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Fail
People
Do we call this trying?
We're hopeless
Forget the denying
Our souls are corrupt
Our minds are messed up
Our consciences bankrupt
Oh, we're f*cked
People
What are we thinking?
It's shameful
Our standards are sinking
We're barely hanging on
Our spirit has gone
And once where it shone
I hear a lonesome song
People
How are we coping?
It's futile
To even start hoping
That justice will prevail
That truth will tip the scales
Our dignity has sailed
Oh, we've failed
Writer: Martin Gore
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC