[00:00.56]Artist：joy division
[00:01.43]Songs Title：leaders of men
[00:03.37]
[00:24.79]Born from some mothers womb
[00:29.03]Just like any other room.
[00:30.84]
[00:32.46]Made a promise for a new life.
[00:34.33]
[00:35.96]Made a victim out of your life.
[00:38.45]When your times on the door
[00:40.20]And it drips to the floor
[00:41.76]And you feel you can touch
[00:43.44]All the noise is too much
[00:45.21]And the seeds that are sown
[00:46.89]Are no longer your own.
[00:49.14]
[00:52.82]Just a minor operation
[00:54.44]
[00:55.94]To force a final ultimatum.
[00:58.37]
[00:59.62]Thousand words are spoken loud
[01:01.24]
[01:02.99]Reach the dumb to fool the crowd.
[01:05.11]
[01:05.67]When you walk down the street
[01:07.48]And the sounds not so sweet
[01:09.10]And you wish you could hide
[01:10.73]Maybe go for a ride
[01:12.41]To some peep show arcade
[01:14.10]Where the futures not made.
[01:16.47]
[01:20.15]A nightmare situation
[01:21.64]
[01:23.32]Infiltrate imagination
[01:25.13]
[01:26.75]Smacks of past holy wars
[01:30.06]By the wall with broken laws.
[01:31.87]
[01:35.61]The leaders of men
[01:37.11]
[01:38.92]Born out of your frustration.
[01:40.61]
[01:42.29]The leaders of men
[01:43.54]
[01:45.60]Just a strange infatuation.
[01:49.23]The leaders of men
[01:50.54]
[01:52.41]Made a promise for a new life.
[01:54.47]
[02:01.28]No saviour for our sakes
[02:03.09]
[02:04.29]To twist the internees of hate
[02:06.16]
[02:07.92]Self induced manipulation
[02:09.92]
[02:11.17]To crush all thoughts of mass salvation.

Artist：joy division
Songs Title：leaders of men
Born from some mothers womb
Just like any other room.
Made a promise for a new life.
Made a victim out of your life.
When your times on the door
And it drips to the floor
And you feel you can touch
All the noise is too much
And the seeds that are sown
Are no longer your own.
Just a minor operation
To force a final ultimatum.
Thousand words are spoken loud
Reach the dumb to fool the crowd.
When you walk down the street
And the sounds not so sweet
And you wish you could hide
Maybe go for a ride
To some peep show arcade
Where the futures not made.
A nightmare situation
Infiltrate imagination
Smacks of past holy wars
By the wall with broken laws.
The leaders of men
Born out of your frustration.
The leaders of men
Just a strange infatuation.
The leaders of men
Made a promise for a new life.
No saviour for our sakes
To twist the internees of hate
Self induced manipulation
To crush all thoughts of mass salvation.