Spoken: Where am I going? What is the place? Somebody help me outta here. Oh I'm walking faster, faster and faster to nowhere Oh I'm running slower, slower and slower to somewhere 'Cause the city's closing tighter and tighter around me It's a nightmare, daymare, it's a badmare No matter which way-mare Spoken: Seems that there must be some way to get out. But I just can't find it. People pushing, hustling, rushing on into the future Windows open, closing, in a way that they just never used to Oh there's violence lurking in the alleys Where no one should dare go So keep walking faster, faster and faster to nowhere Spoken: I gotta get out, somebody...that guy came at me with a gun The city closing in Trip to nowhere, trip to nowhere, trip to nowhere We're gonna take a little Trip to nowhere, trip to nowhere, trip to nowhere We're gonna take a little Trip to nowhere, trip to nowhere, trip to nowhere We're gonna take a little Trip to nowhere, trip to nowhere, trip to nowhere We're gonna take a little Children crying, screaming, but no one lets on that they hear them It's getting louder, louder, surely that someone must hear them 'Cause the city's closing tighter and tighter around me It's a nightmare, daymare, it's a badmare No matter which way-mare Spoken: Help me, I wanna get out. Cut it out! Stop closing in on me HELP!!! Trip to nowhere, trip to nowhere, trip to nowhere We're gonna take a little Trip to nowhere, trip to nowhere, trip to nowhere We're gonna take a little Trip to nowhere, trip to nowhere, trip to nowhere We're gonna take a little Trip to nowhere, trip to nowhere, trip to nowhere We're gonna take a little Trip to nowhere, trip to nowhere, trip to nowhere We're gonna take a little
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