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