Cabaret Voltaire - "Blue Heat" lyrics

"Blue Heat" _Microphonies_ Cabaret Voltaire Sitting down with empty papers. Come into a dusty room. Wipe your smoke through the hallways. Someone whispers in the darkness. Might be here, way too long. This isn't love in wartime. All alone in this new light. 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. Return, to these rooms. With me, I'm part of you. Come back to, blue heaven. Blue, blue, strip you blue. Blue, blue, strip you blue. Sit down with empty papers. Come into dusty rooms. Wipe the smoke through the hallways. Someone whispers in the darkness. Might be there, way too long. Scatter the dusty papers. Blue, blue, strip you blue. Come back to, blue heaven. Blue, blue, strip you blue. Blue, blue, strip you blue. Blue, blue, strip you blue.