Bauhaus - Crowds

^FWhat do you want of me ^DmWhat do you long from me ^FA slim Pixie, thin and forlorn ^DmA count, white and drawn ^FWhat do you make of me ^DmWhat can you take from me ^FPallid landscapes off my frown ^DmLet me rip you up and down

^FFor you I came to forsake ^DmLay wide despise and hate ^FI sing of you in my demented songs ^DmFor you and your stimulations ^FTake what you can of me ^DmRip what you can off me ^FAnd this I'll say to you ^DmAnd hope that it gets through

^FYou worthless bitch Yo^Dmu fickle shit You would spit on me You wo^Fuld make me spit And wh^Dmen the Judas hour arrives And like^F the Jesus Jews you epitomize I'll sti^Dmll be here as strong as you And I'll^F walk away in spite of you ^DmAnd^F I'll walk away Walk away (repeat)