It was a beautiful sunrise on that morning in the holy city of Fez in Morocco. Some birds flew into our little riad and we wrote this song. It’s called Unknown Caller, for a chorus of voices. Chorus of voices.
*Sunshine, sunshine* *Sunshine, sunshine*
Oh, oh, yeah A chorus of voices now Oh, oh
I was lost between the midnight and the dawning In a place of no consequence or company 3:33 when the numbers fell off the clock face Speed-dialing with no signal at all
Go, shout it out, rise up Oh, oh Escape yourself and gravity Hear me, cease to speak that I may speak Shush now Oh, oh Force quit and move to trash
I was right there at the top of the bottom On the edge of the known universe Where I wanted to be I had driven to the scene of the accident And I sat there waiting for me
Restart and re-boot yourself You're free to go Oh, oh Shout for joy if you get the chance Password, you, enter here, right now
Oh, oh You know your name so punch it in Hear me, cease to speak that I may speak Shush now Oh, oh Then don't move or say a thing
Terry Lawless in the underworld on the Hammond organ
*Solo*
Oh, oh Los Angeles, you know your name So punch it in Oh, oh You know your name So punch it in Los Angeles You know your name So punch it in Oh, oh Password, enter here, Los Angeles California, punch it in Oh, oh Password, enter