Leipzig Lyrics - Singles - Thomas Dolby

Thirty nine and you need some leeway 

Soon you're eyeing the overseas page 

The trains're running late 

As you close the garden gate 

Step through your steel front doorframe 

"Dinner's in the microwave, sweetie" 

Leipzig is calling you Henry 

Leipzig is calling you Jane 

Leipzig is calling you Leonard 

Leipzig is calling you names 

Cars were burning on yellow lines 

Wheels turning, traffic lights change 

Another misty bus-queue morning 

Faces smile down from a hoarding 

You stoop to the bin - drop something in 

Well you'll soon feel yourself again 

And everyplace is just the same, isn't it? 

Like the sound of taxi brakes 

The sound of a dentist's drill 

The colour of skates on ice 

Under clingflilm - it's calling 

Leipzig is calling you names.