In the city of madness, I'm just another face,
but they know right where I am,
gotta leave this place
Hiding in the subway, I don't like it down here,
rats are coming after me, they can smell my fear

I'm in a fix, can't you tell,
living in this high rise hell
Got the clouds for company,
terra ferma is the place to be

In the city of chrome and steel,
they've got axes to grind
I'm looking straight ahead of me,
but they're coming up from below
Try an' escape to the sky but I got my vertigo blues,
running out of time and luck,
wearing dead mens shoes

They're twenty floor below,
twenty floor below
I can see the whites of their eyes,
and they're coming to get me

In the city of angels underneath the desert moon,
I may seem in control right now,
but it's them who's calling the tune
Turn to face my killers,
now turn and confront my fear
There's a shadow on the wall, everything is clear

In the city where the motto is "Forward",
I feel right at home
And I never can settle down, no matter where I roam
Fidget bouncing off the wall,
finding we got no cheese
Check the answerphone,
and a little more petrol please