Paroles: Traffic. Last Exit. Shanghai Noodle Factory.

In a Shanghai Noodle Factr'y
Place where I once used to be
Nowhere doing nothing

People there were made of steel
Tiny cogs in one big wheel
Turning never learning

Had to make a break
And soon I had to wake up
Feeling stronger, feeling stronger
On my island of dreams
With impossible schemes

In a Shanghai Noodle Factr'y
Place where I once used to be
Nowhere doing nothing

People there were made of cans
Packed like roosters in a pen
Crowing, never knowing

Had to make a break
I knew I couldn't fake it any longer
Everything just aches
Soon I'd have to wake up
Feeling stronger, feeling stronger
On my island of dreams
With impossible schemes

In a Shanghai Noodle Factr'y
Place where I once used to be
Nowhere doing nothing

Nowhere doing nothing
Nowhere doing nothing
Nowhere doing nothing
Nowhere

Had to make a break
I knew I couldn't fake it any longer
Everything just aches
Soon I'd have to wake up
Feeling stronger, feeling stronger
On my island of dreams
With impossible schemes