G.B.H. - 20 Floors Below Live in Los Angeles 1988

Текст песни

In the city of madness, I’m just another face
But they know right where I am
Gotta leave this place
Hiding in the subway, I don’t like it down here
Rats are coming after me, they can smell my fear
I’m in a fix, can’t you tell
Living in this high rise hell
Got the clouds for company
Terra ferma is the place to be
In the city of chrome and steel
They’ve got axes to grind
I’m looking straight ahead of me
But they’re coming up from below
Try an' escape to the sky but I got my vertigo blues
Running out of time and luck
Wearing dead mens shoes
They’re twenty floor below
Twenty floor below
I can see the whites of their eyes
And they’re coming to get me
In the city of angels underneath the desert moon
I may seem in control right now
But it’s them who’s calling the tune
Turn to face my killers
Now turn and confront my fear
There’s a shadow on the wall, everything is clear
In the city where the motto is «Forward»
I feel right at home
And I never can settle down, no matter where I roam
Fidget bouncing off the wall
Finding we got no cheese
Check the answerphone
And a little more petrol please