Press Darlings Lyrics - Singles - Adam And The Ants

We are guilty, we are beyond hope 

We beg to differ, we are a terminal case 

Press darlings, press darlings, press darlings 

Press darlings, press darlings 

We depress the press, darlings 

We're on the outside, but we're not looking in 

We are the Vaseline gang, we don't play your little games 

Press darlings, press darlings, press darlings 

Press darlings, press darlings 

We depress the press, darlings 

And if evil be the food of genius 

There aren't many demons around 

If passion ends in fashion 

Nick Kent is the best-dressed man in town 

Are we different? No 

We are exactly the same 

There are no boxes for us 

The ones you love to hate, so read on 

Press darlings, press darlings, press darlings 

Press darlings, press darlings 

We depress the press, darlings 

And if evil be the food of genius 

There aren't many demons around 

If passion ends in fashion 

Bushel is the best-dressed man in town 

Press darlings, press darlings, press darlings 

Press darlings, press darlings 

We depress the 

Press darlings, press darlings, press darlings 

Press darlings, press darlings 

We are the press, darlings 

The press darlings, the press darlings 

The press darlings, the press darlings 

The press darlings, the press darlings 

The press darlings, the press darlings 

The press darlings, the press darlings 

The press darlings, press darlings 

Press darlings, press darlings 

And I tell Fibbs