lyrics of the album "exit":

"tower"

did i ever told you ‘bout the television tower

hours spent in my room thinking something

listening to the radio and i can’t sleep at night

I've got too much to think

and the tower was standing in the night

a steel skeleton and a red light on the top,

on the top

all drunk in jerry s car speeding down the sleeping town

I wanted to solve the mystery behind the tower

listening to the radio and i can’t sleep at night

I ve got too much to think

and the tower was standing in the night

a steel skeleton and a red light

on the top

on the top

lonely ladies bring dogs walk

screaming stupid dogs s names in the courtyard

it would be boring seeing you now

you re just a name in a notebook

just a phone number you’ll call no more

and the tower was a penis

I wonder a giant condom on it.

"gone"

when the pain comes out of my empty heart

and the rainbows fill all these ugly walls

there’s a place to hide and i’m going there

then my emptiness is gone

my emptiness is gone

when i think of you i feel warm inside

when i see your face you can fill my world

when i see your smile you just fill my void

then my emptiness is gone

my emptiness is gone

"name"

in the fields looking at the stars

naked body whipped by the wind

the peak is far

but you can see it

the light is on have a look inside

call my name

call my name

call my name

call me with my name

car and motorbike running in a race

but you can’t have a choice

the peak is far

but you can see it

the light is on

have a look inside

call my name

call my name

call my name

call my name, call me with my name

call my name

call my name

call my name

call my name, call me with my name

"andy"

andy is unwilling to wake up

another day searching with no result

last saturday was in the streets

strange haircuts in the eternal winter

"andy what’s the matter?"

"have you bought the new smiths 45?"

"how are you, andy?"

"come have a drink with me"

chemical happiness and drunken words

in the venue the concert always ends the same way

one eye to watch and its time to go

"my mission is to kill time and its to kill me"

i feel alright between killers

and he begins the journey home

kicking an empty can close to the tube station

“tonight i'm tired of me, i'd like to be someone else”

but now it’s on a whooshing subway

his eyes staring into space

so far from the music

so far away from the laughter and out of a bar

a man who says

"suck my dick you faggot"

step by step andy counts the money he’s left

and all alone just walking home.

"andy what’s the matter?"

"have you bought the new smiths 45?"

"how are you, andy?"

"come have a drink with me"

"eye"

I walked for hours

under a leaden sky

under a leaden sky

possessed by anxiety

between the sadness of the olds

and the foolness of the youth

sick wind around the blocks

echoes of heels behind me

you wanted to know about me

but you can’t

doubting about my words

life is waiting for something

that shall arrive

and leave you un-satis-fie-e-d

like now

graffiti will explain you

more things of what you hate

but your hate is only a regret

nothing more

so fade away cos’ I’m sick

of seeing your liquid eye

"block"

the sky turns black

over the grey blocks

a lonely lady is listening to

an old song on the radio

talking about an unlucky love

a student dreaming of

the girl in the front window

tram rail whistle melt birds chant at dawn

a quarrel between mother and daughter

shyness running in the phone wires

phone wires phone wires phone wires phone lies

see a tv screen in a faraway window

faraway whistles of trains

a glass of wine more and a child

with bruises and a black eye

i see the block under the moon coming home

the thin walls can t speak

the block is a chessboard

and we re all pawns

but in the lift we ve got nothing to say each other

we ve got nothing to say each other

living in a block, while the sky turns black!

"exit"

airport

anvil

departure

anvil

my plane to the west

my plane

to

the

west

what does it take to be the best

what does it take to fill this jug

how many clouds to fill the jug?

with sore feet every distance turns big

when we’ll can listen to all the records we bought?

head in the clouds

clouds

clouds

tur bu lence

nosedive

nosedive

from clouds to the meadows

exit…exit…

up up far from clouds

up up up up up up

out!

reach the cruising speed

cruising speed

faraway clouds in my back

faraway clouds in my back

"b.a." (instrumental)

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