Forms Of Love Ft Alan Dixon - Adam Port Lyrics

There they go the buccaneers
Tand in hand in leather glove
So fast so crazy
With a creepy kind of love
Bright lights, black leather
Bright lights, black leather (black leather)
Some towns make me anxious
Others sane but sad
But West Berlin's by far the strangest time
I ever had
There they go the buccaneers
Hand in hand in leather glove
So fast so crazy
With a creepy kind of love
Bright lights, black leather
Bright lights, black leather (black leather)
All night town of punks and art
All saying look at me
Never seen so much black leather
Even on car hoods
Surrounded by East Germany
So
There they go the buccaneers
Hand in hand in leather glove
So fast so crazy
With a creepy kind of love
Bright lights, black leather
Bright lights, black leather (black leather)
They want to know just who you are
Or how they can amuse you (sum it up, sum it up)
Squatters, freaks, (go alive) Mohicans
Or even a wall of voodoo
There they go the buccaneers
Hand in hand in leather glove
So fast so crazy
With a creepy kind of love
Bright lights, black leather
Bright lights, black leather (black leather)
If I had to sum it up
Without sounding too clever
I'd have to say my life has been
A case of bright lights
Black leather
Bright lights, black leather
Bright lights, black leather (black leather)
(repeat to fade)