Songwriter: Dave Ball Marc Almond
Producer: Soft Cell Mike Thorne
It was the heat of the night I think
Or it could've been the effect of the drink
But I had to brush away the flies
That started to collect around your eyes
I've still the taste of the sweat and the dust
You're still playing games and abusing my trust
In the heat of the night
In the glow of the light
It's the back and the bite
That's feeling alright
Do you use up bodies like cigarettes
Do you need them for ego
Do you need them for sex
In the heat of the night
In the glow of the light
It's the back and the bite
That's feeling alright
Do you use up bodies like cigarettes
Do you need them for ego
Do you need them for sex
It was a bite of a night gone wrong
And the effect of listening to negative songs
Stuck in a love scene from blood and sand
And the way the room keeps spinning around
I steal the taste of the sweat and the dust
(Now I know what they mean by looks can kill)
You're still playing games and abusing my trust
(And they're having a strange effect on the way I feel)
In the heat of the night
In the glow of the light
It's the back and the bite
That's feeling alright
Do you use up bodies like cigarettes
Do you need them for ego
Do you need them for sex
In the heat of the night
In the glow of the light
It's the back and the bite
That's feeling alright
Do you use up bodies like cigarettes
Do you need them for ego
Do you need them for sex
And you're moaning about your wasted life
Lying there listening to "Spanish Eyes"
With the cups on the floor
And the plates in the sink
And the room full of smoke
And then you full of drink
You skin's going dry
And the colour of sand
Ignore the cigarette burning your hand
You skin's going dry
And the colour of sand
Ignore the cigarette burning your hand
You skin's going dry
And the colour of sand
Ignore the cigarette burning your hand
You skin's going dry
And the colour of sand
Ignore the cigarette burning your hand
You skin's going dry
And the colour of sand
Ignore the cigarette burning your hand
You skin's going dry
And the colour of sand
Ignore the cigarette burning your hand...
Or it could've been the effect of the drink
But I had to brush away the flies
That started to collect around your eyes
I've still the taste of the sweat and the dust
You're still playing games and abusing my trust
In the heat of the night
In the glow of the light
It's the back and the bite
That's feeling alright
Do you use up bodies like cigarettes
Do you need them for ego
Do you need them for sex
In the heat of the night
In the glow of the light
It's the back and the bite
That's feeling alright
Do you use up bodies like cigarettes
Do you need them for ego
Do you need them for sex
It was a bite of a night gone wrong
And the effect of listening to negative songs
Stuck in a love scene from blood and sand
And the way the room keeps spinning around
I steal the taste of the sweat and the dust
(Now I know what they mean by looks can kill)
You're still playing games and abusing my trust
(And they're having a strange effect on the way I feel)
In the heat of the night
In the glow of the light
It's the back and the bite
That's feeling alright
Do you use up bodies like cigarettes
Do you need them for ego
Do you need them for sex
In the heat of the night
In the glow of the light
It's the back and the bite
That's feeling alright
Do you use up bodies like cigarettes
Do you need them for ego
Do you need them for sex
And you're moaning about your wasted life
Lying there listening to "Spanish Eyes"
With the cups on the floor
And the plates in the sink
And the room full of smoke
And then you full of drink
You skin's going dry
And the colour of sand
Ignore the cigarette burning your hand
You skin's going dry
And the colour of sand
Ignore the cigarette burning your hand
You skin's going dry
And the colour of sand
Ignore the cigarette burning your hand
You skin's going dry
And the colour of sand
Ignore the cigarette burning your hand
You skin's going dry
And the colour of sand
Ignore the cigarette burning your hand
You skin's going dry
And the colour of sand
Ignore the cigarette burning your hand...
more tracks from the album
From the album
- The Art of Falling Apart (1983)
Soft Cell popular songs
- Tainted Love
- Say Hello, Wave Goodbye
- Where Did Our Love Go?
- Tainted Love/Where Did Our Love Go
- Sex Dwarf
- Bedsitter
- Torch
- Loving You, Hating Me
- Barriers
- Chips on My Shoulder
- Where Was Your Heart (When You Needed It Most)
- Frustration
- Monoculture (Jan Driver radio edit)
- Kitchen Sink Drama
- What?
- Disease and Desire
- Mr. Self Destruct
- Tears Run Rings
- Divided Soul
- Numbers
- All Out of Love
- Tainted Love (Club 69 Future mix)
- Somebody, Somewhere, Sometime
- Whatever It Takes