Inner City Lyrics - Adventures In Modern Recording - Buggles

Here with a suitcase in my hand 

I walk the street to find a fortune teller 

But when the future's in your palm 

They read it like a book that lasts forever 

Makes you run 

One last train for the inner city 

Run 

You I know are like the rest 

You're holding on with all the best intentions 

But tear the fabric off your nest 

You'll find the eggs have gone 

And no one mentions 

How you run 

One last train for the inner city 

Run 

One last train for the inner city 

Here in the sun 

There on the sand 

Falling like angels 

You hold out your hand 

Turn on 

Hold out 

We will be there 

In the end 

Run 

One last train for the inner city 

Run 

One last train for the inner city 

Run 

One last train for the inner city 

Run