Creeping through suburban blight
In a half-wrecked camper van
Another grim and soulless night
No sleep until it's over
Scanning with the cold blue light
Through a moorland made of dust
Something's coming plain in sight
Is the mission finally over?
Never in a million years I dreamed that this could happen, oh no
I got the message
I heard the faint transmission
I got the message
Much too late
Used to be a an average Joe
Playing tapes with Steely Dan
One morning I arose to find
That everything was over
Crawled out through the basement hatch
To a wasteland filled with junk
Nothing left but burning sand
And a memo on the recorder
Could I make it to the border?
Never in a million years I dreamed that this could happen, oh no
I got the message
I heard the faint transmission
I got the message
Much too late
I got the message
I heard the faint transmission
I got the message
Much too late
Is the mission finally over
Is the mission finally over
Is the mission finally over
I got the message
I heard the faint transmission
I got the message
Much too late
I got the message
I heard the faint transmission
I got the message
Much too late
I got the message
I heard the faint transmission
I got the message
Much too late