Ant Adam Bright Lights Black Leather Lyrics

Bright Lights Black Leather Lyrics

Adam Ant

There they go the buccaneers
Hand and hand in leather
glove
So fast so crazy
With a creepy kind of love
Bright lights, black
leather
Bright lights, black leather
Some towns make me anxious
Others
sane but sad
But West Berlin's by far the strangest time
I ever
had
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
They want to know just who you are
Or how they can amuse
you
Squatters freaks Mohicans
Or even a wall of voodoo
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