Oh what a feeling when you're up all night
Get home to see that in the morning light
Whether it's cold out there's no doubt
Love being taxed by you
Looks like a piece of junk till it gets turned on
So good at getting to anywhere you want
Even if one time it's one line
Love being faxed by you
I despise the telephone when it goes and I am home
I just say I'm out
Anyone whose mobile rings on a train that I am in
I just scream and shout
Let there be no doubt
Give their ears a clout
Night time's the right time in the U.S.A.
There only starting up as you end your day
Whether it's New York an old Cork
Love being faxed by you
I despise the telephone when it goes and I am home
I pretend I'm out
Anyone whose mobile rings on a train I'm sitting in
I just scream and shout
Let there be no doubt
Give their ears a clout
Oh for the fun of it when you're on your own
Oh for the joy it gives as you head for home
Maybe I'm crazy but lately
Love being taxed by you
After a hard day I must say
Love being faxed by you
And I don't know what I'd do now without it
And I don't know how without I'd live
Would that I did
And I don't care if it runs out of paper
I don't mind if at time it's a mess
It's still the bestHe's in a room
He sees the floor
He sees the wall
He sees the roof
He sees the door
It's nine thirty-eight
So he goes up to the door
and he finds himself in another room
identical to the one before
The clock still reads nine thirty-eight
So he goes out of that room
but he finds himself in a parallel room
a mirror image of the one before
He hits the floor
He hits the wall
He hits the door
He hits the door
The clock reads nine thirty-eight
He throws it at the roof
He breaks a hole
He climbs out
He sees the moon
He sees the stars
He sees the sky
The stars are small lightbulbs
set in a black cardboard dome
He climbs out
He sees the stars, he sees the sky
The stars are small lightbulbs
set in a black cardboard dome
He hits the floor
He hits the wall
He hits the roof
He hits the dome
He hits the dome
Condemned
This house
This house is
This house is
Is this house
This house
Is this house
Fill in housing form
Buy one clock
Time again
Sort housing papers
Still nine thirty-eight
Two thousand years from now
it will still be ticking
He hits the floor
Wall, roof, door
The clock reads nine thirty-eight
He hits the dome
Door, wall
Space, floor
Time
He sees the moon
He sees the stars
for some romantic reason
Space, dome, door, wall, clockface
Space, time, place, floor, wall, door, roof
This is one small step for mankind
one giant leap for man
Ten
Nine
Eight
Seven
Six
Five
Four
Three
Two
One
Zero
We have lift-off
He takes the clock, he breaks the dome, he sees the moon,
he sees the stars, he sees the sky, he sees the Earth
for some romantic reason
He takes the clock, he breaks the dome, he sees the moon,
he sees the stars, he sees the sky, he sees the Earth
Space, time, place, condensed
Space, time, place, condemned
This is house is
This