Blasphemous Rumours Lyrics - 101 (live) - Depeche Mode

Girl of sixteen 

Whole life ahead of her 

Slashed her wrists 

Bored with life 

Didn't succeed 

Thank the Lord for small mercies 

Fighting back the tears 

Mother reads the note again 

Sixteen candles burn in her mind 

She takes the blame 

It's always the same 

She goes down on her knees and prays 

I don't want to start any blasphemous rumours 

But I think that God's got a sick sense of humour 

And when I die I expect to find Him laughing 

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I don't want to start any blasphemous rumours 

But I think that God's got a sick sense of humour 

And when I die I expect to find Him laughing 

Girl of eighteen 

Fell in love with everything 

Found new life in Jesus Christ 

Hit by a car 

Ended up 

On a life support machine 

Summer's day 

As she passed away 

Birds were singing in the summer sky 

Then came the rain 

And once again 

A tear fell from her mother's eye 

I don't want to start any blasphemous rumours 

But I think that God's got a sick sense of humour 

And when I die I expect to find Him laughing 

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I don't want to start any blasphemous rumours 

But I think that God's got a sick sense of humour 

And when I die I expect to find Him laughing 

I don't want to start any blasphemous rumours 

But I think that God's got a sick sense of humour 

And when I die I expect to find Him laughing 

I don't want to start any blasphemous rumours 

But I think that God's got a sick sense of humour 

And when I die I expect to find Him laughing 

I don't want to start any blasphemous rumours 

But I think that God's got a sick sense of humour 

And when I die I expect to find Him laughing