Cabaret Voltaire - "Sensoria" lyrics

"Sensoria" _Microphonies_ Cabaret Voltaire His head is not his memory. Visions coming, one, two, three. Wearily, we come unwound. Trickle up, trickle down. Sensoria, sensoria, sensoria, sensoria. In hard times, hard thrills. Dragnets will pull you in. Reaching for the chosen pills. Sensoria, sensoria, sensoria, sensoria. Tell you that you're deep in sin. Reaching for the chosen pills. In hard times, hard thrills. Dragnets will pull you in. Tell you that you're deep in sin. Sensoria, sensoria, sensoria, sensoria. Once you were a lonely playboy. Heading for a simple joy. Frankly, I don't give a damn. Sensoria, sensoria, sensoria, sensoria. Trickles up, trickles down. In hard times, hard thrills. Reaching for the chosen pills. Dragnets will pull you in. Tell you that you're deep in sin. Sensoria, sensoria, sensoria, sensoria. Reaching for a giddy end. Her new father, where and when' Like a girl on a rainy day. Have the needs to keep it sane. Sensoria, sensoria, sensoria, sensoria. Senses reaching fever pitch. Reaching for a giddy end. Have the needs to keep it sane. Like a girl on a rainy day. Sensoria, sensoria, sensoria, sensoria. His head is not his memory. Trickle up, trickle down. In hard times, hard thrills. Wearily, we come unwound. Visions coming, one, two, three. Reaching for the chosen pills. Dragnets will pull you in. Tell you that you're deep in sin. Sensoria, sensoria, sensoria, sensoria. Sensoria, sensoria, sensoria, sensoria. Have the needs to keep them sane. Sensoria, sensoria, sensoria, sensoria. Sensoria, sensoria, sensoria, sensoria.