Wang Chung-Space Junk - (Ходячие мертвецы /The Walking Dead) | Текст песни

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• Wang Chung-Space Junk
• (Ходячие мертвецы /The Walking Dead)

Drifting down the spaceway

By the betelgeuse hotel

Mapping out constellations

Of the place I know so well

Sifting through the system

For the piece that knows my name

Endlessly I listen, in the master game

Chorus:

Welcome to my world

(welcome to my world)

Welcome to my only world

(welcome to my only world)

It is full of space junk

But your words are coming through

Im riding on the space junk

And its bringing me to you

Bringing me to you

Through the tenth dimension

To the certainties beyond

Dreamily inattention, and the sub-atomic bomb

Machine that spins within me

And the spirit that drives me on

Searching for an answer

|Repeat chorus with ad lib|

Sitting on the space junk

What I am to do

Riding on the space junk

And its bringing me to you

My head is full of space junk

But your words are coming through

Riding on the space junk

And its bringing me to you

Its bringing me to you (repeat)