Тексты песен «Gary Numan And Tubeway Army»

It's cold outside And the paint's peeling off of my walls There's a man outside In a long coat, gray hat, smoking a cigarette Now the light fades out And I'm wondering what I'm doing in a room like this There's a knock...

Here in my car I feel safest of all I can lock all my doors It's the only way to live In cars Here in my car I can only receive I can listen to you It keeps me stable for days In cars Here in my car...

Down in the park where the Machmen meet the Machines And play 'Kill-by-Numbers' Down in the park with a friend called 'Five' I was in a car crash or was it the war But I've never been quite the same Little white lies...

Slowly the thought There is no one to replace Came into view And he began to cry Now only boys That love only boys The perfect picture Of a boy, girl age I'm praying to the aliens I'm praying to the aliens...

I saw him turn on like a machine in the park Saying, "Please come with me" but you've been there before I saw him whirr away into the night Like a nightmare on wheels saying, "Never again" I'd give it all up for you...

We are so fragile Advertising lies that are whiter than yours We are so fragile They could give us a war just to keep us amused We are so fragile I could stay here inside and say it's all been done We are so fragile...

We have a random on the west side Personality malfunction He says, "I can't give you anything at all Just a room with a bad view of you" He sent a letter to a downstat Saying sorry that I missed you But I can't think...

Fade to screens of violence like a TV screen but silent Where the victims are all paid by the hour Staring at the ceiling as she gyrates all around me I am trying to forget she's done this all before Far too many...