Bright Lights Black Leather Lyrics - Ant Adam

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