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