Gary Numan /

A Subway Called 'You'

Here we are
We drift like gas
On someone elses bed
I pay high you know

Here we are
How old are you
Its just a job to me

Here the ladies always ring twice
Thought youd slip away tonight with me
In a subway I called you

Hello you no more this talk of
my boys will be yours

No more i
This conversation drains
My patience dry.

Here the business always rings twice
No relaxing for the boys tonight
In a subway I called you

Here the tension always slows twice
Shed one tear its just routine for now
In a subway I called you