In the tube where I was born I could have sworn There was so much to see There was so little to be But I was free
World at my command Through the dots I ran Looking for a man Who looked like me
And now it can be told I'm a quarter of a century old But I'm half a century high
In the tube where I was raised I was amazed On the pictures I would lean That went flashing on the screen
Oh, I was dazed But then my eyes were made Hypnotized, insane [unverified] Buried in my brain In a blinding blaze
And now it can be told I'm a quarter of a century old But I'm half a century high
In the tube where I was grown I was alone The figure on the floor (Laying on the floor) The dream behind the door (I'd lock the closet door)
The sound was low Ballgames on the street Disappeared behind my feet Out of breath my heart would be To see another show
And now it can be told I'm a quarter of a century old But I'm half a century high
In the tube where I was made I was afraid Spinning through the space Another scene, another face Another shade
Mirror of my mind On electric wheels of wine Living on the lines That were displayed
And now it can be told I'm a quarter of a century old But I'm half a century high
In the tube where I was fed I lost my head I watch the lives they led Watch them to the end
And then again An open kind of laugh I gave all the mind I had And whenever I was sad I had my friends
And now it can be told I'm a quarter of a century old But I'm half a century high
In the tube where I was killed I was fulfilled Such an easy way to win Talking to my twin No sign of sin
The sacrifice was small Fascination was the fall I was extended by the wall That held me in
And now it can be told I'm a quarter of a century old But I'm half a century high
In the tube where I was killed I was fulfilled The lies of light would bend I'd stare until the end And then again
Faded and the fad I gave all the mind I had And whenever I was sad I had my friends
And now it can be told I'm a quarter of a century old But I'm half a century high
In the tube where I was born I could have sworn There was so much to see There was so little to be But I was free
World at my command Through the dots I ran Looking for a man Who looked like me
And now it can be told I'm a quarter of a century old But I'm half a century highTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
