Donna Summer: Faster and faster to nowhere

Spoken:Where am I going? What is the place?somebody help me outta here.Oh I'm walking faster, faster and faster to nowhereoh I'm running slower, slower and slower to somewhere'cause the city's closing tighter and tighter around meit's a nightmare, daymare, it's a badmareno matter which way-marepSoken:Seems that there must be some way to get out.But I just can't find it.People pushing, hustling, rushing on into the futurewindows open, closing, in a way that they just never used tooh there's violence lurking in the alleyswhere no one should dare goso keep walking faster, faster and faster to nowhereSpoken:I gotta get out, somebody...that guy came at me with a gunThe city closing inTrip to nowhere, trip to nowhere, trip to nowherewe're gonna take a littleTrip to nowhere, trip to nowhere, trip to nowherewe're gonna take a littleTrip to nowhere, trip to nowhere, trip to nowherewe're gonna take a littleTrip to nowhere, trip to nowhere, trip to nowherewe're gonna take a littleChildren crying, screaming, but no one lets on that they hear themit's getting louder, louder, surely that someone must hear them'cause the city's closing tighter and tighter around meit's a nightmare, daymare, it's a badmareno matter which way-mareSpoken:Help me, I wanna get out.Cut it out! Stop closing in on me HELP!!!Trip to nowhere, trip to nowhere, trip to nowherewe're gonna take a littleTrip to nowhere, trip to nowhere, trip to nowherewe're gonna take a littleTrip to nowhere, trip to nowhere, trip to nowherewe're gonna take a littleTrip to nowhere, trip to nowhere, trip to nowherewe're gonna take a littleTrip to nowhere, trip to nowhere, trip to nowherewe're gonna take a little