esat kaut kad ieklausījušies Depeche Mode tekstos, nu, tipa, kā dzejā? brīžiem tie ir tik smieklīgi, ka vairs nespēj klausīties to kā mūziku:
Here is the house
Where it all happened
Those tender moments
Under this roof
Body and soul come together
As we come closer together
And as it happens
It happens here
In this house
So we stay at home
And I'm by your side
And you know
What's going on inside
Inside my heart
Inside this house
And I just want to
Let it out for you
pavisam cita lieta ir Placebo. muzikāli pilnīga figņa, bet, kad ieklausies tekstos, uzreiz norauj jumtu:
It's the disease of the age
It's the disease that we crave
Alone at the end of the rave
We catch the last bus home
Corporate America wakes
Coffee republic and cakes
We open the latch on the gate
Of the hole that we call our home
Protect me from what I want...
Protect me protect me
Protect me from what I want...
Protect me protect me
Protect me from what I want...
Protect me protect me
Protect me from what I want...
Protect me protect me