We need a screaming headline We need a hook for the storyline, Honey I never thought it could go so wrong But I was young and I needed the money I didn't recognize you with your clothes on Honey, put your clothes on 1,2,3,4, Can you hear the seductive sirens? Oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo Can you hear the atonal anthem? Oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo Turn up your radio Hear the call of black euro Can you hear the atonal anthem? Oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo They're sketching a monster In the back of the limousine Another cross for us to bear Light it up with kerosene I didn't recognize you with your mask off Oh, take your mask off 1,2,3,4, Oh holy labour, hold me close You give me everything I'm on my knees every time I hear your voice You give me everything Everything