Blue Heat - Cabaret Voltaire

Come into a dusty room

Sitting down with empty papers

Wipe your smoke through the hallways

Someone whispers in the darkness

Might be here, way too long

All alone in this new light

This isn’t love in wartime

Blue, blue, strip you blue

Blue, blue, strip you blue

This star, like a die is cast

Nice talking, under wraps

Tracing their every movement

Seducing me in wartime

Scatter the dusty papers

But it’s late, the time clicks over

I am, still moving

I feel, her voice is nearer

With me, I’m part of you

Return, to these rooms

Come back to, blue heaven

Blue, blue, strip you blue

Blue, blue, strip you blue

Come into dusty rooms

Sit down with empty papers

Wipe the smoke through the hallways

Someone whispers in the darkness

Might be there, way too long

Scatter the dusty papers

Come back to, blue heaven

Blue, blue, strip you blue

Blue, blue, strip you blue

Blue, blue, strip you blue

Blue, blue, strip you blue