Crowds
Bauhaus
F#
What do you want of me
D#m
What do you long from me
F#
G# slim Pixie, thin and forlorn
D#m
G# count, white and drawn
B
What do you make of me
G#m
What can you take from me
B
Pallid landscapes off my frown
G#m
Let me rip you up and down
F#
For you I came to forsake
D#m
Lay wide despise and hate
F#
I sing of you in my demented songs
D#m
For you and your stimulations
B
Take what you can of me
G#m
Rip what you can off me
B
And this I'll say to you
G#m
And hope that it gets through
F#
You worthless bitch
D#m
You fickle shit
You would spit on me
F#
You would make me spit
D#m
And when the Judas hour arrives
F#
And like the Jesus Jews you epitomize
D#m
I'll still be here as strong as you
F#
And I'll walk away in spite of you
D#m F#
And I'll walk away
Walk away
(repeat)