Lyrics:
Jesus Jones London

It could just be me but there's a phoniness about The magic and the mystery of 3 A.M. Pondering not so much the meaning of life More the miles per lonely

waiting to blast away, blast away Away for adventure, a trip of a lifetime of discovery And you are the captain, going without me California sunshine, north London

Driving me insane All the people going nowhere Going nowhere slow All the people going nowhere Going nowhere slow Saw the apocalypse licking its lips

This is a message, this is a wake up call If you've fallen further than you thought you could fall Go on, get up now, you screwed yourself to the floor

Here come the getaway car Inside the getaway star Here come the getaway car The getaway car don't get that far Here come the getaway car Inside the getaway