Twenty Floors Below - G.B.H.

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