Gary Numan - Exhibition lyrics

Clean young flesh

Cubicles, we merge

And me so decent

Lock up my vehicle

Crack my walls

I'm stealing new words

And me so honest.

Someone took pictures

Just look at her go

Her presence exhausted me

Like spectators we are.

I have no address

'Who are you?'

Kiss my arse goodbye

The show goes rusty.

Simulate phone call

Face to face

Newspaper loose talk

You wreck my dreams

Exhibit 'A' God

So few of them left

Exhibit 'B' God

The problem of death

Old sex, unclean

Do you still need the moon?

Recall no names

Don't ask 'how are you?'

Where's my attendant

And where is my wife?

Wait in the doorway

While I say goodnight.

He looks like me