no way out... to be continued
Singer:bruce dickinson
welcome to the world that i have planned for you
welcome to the city's gates
camps of concentration for the poor
welcome to the searchlights and the tv eyes
welcome to you new apartment
welcome to your block of fear
locked inside a concrete cage with those cameras for my eyes
outside are the population
the corpses and the flies
got to keep my carpets clean
you know there's mites and rats and mites and
things living in a shagpile
fear of death is my recipe for life and i'm
locked in and i like it that way
there is no way out of here
here i sit at my windowbox
i put flowers on the rocks for you
i don't put water on the cracks
because you know what cracks can do
killer bugs live in a shagpile
fear of death is the guarantee of safety and i'm
locked in and i like it that way
there is no way out of here
flowers in the window box are blooming
i pour water on the rocks so they won't die
the pattern on the carpet shows i'm human
i don't step on the foolish cracks
the weather seems appealing
i lay my hand upon the armoured glass
i think my wound is healing
welcome to the world that i have planned for you
welcome to the city's gates
camps of concentration for the poor
welcome to the searchlights and the tv-eyes
there is no way out of here