Blasphemous Rumours [Live in Birmingham, N.E.C., UK - 1986/04/10] Depeche Mode

[Verse 1: Dave Gahan & Martin L. Gore]
Girl of sixteen, whole life ahead of her
Slashed her wrists, bored with life
Didn't succeed, thank the Lord
For small mercies

[Verse 2: Dave Gahan & Martin L. Gore]
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

[Chorus: Dave Gahan]
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
"Yeah!"

[Interlude]

[Chorus: Dave Gahan]
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
"Yeah!"