David Bowie - Warszawa

Waiting for the tape to run, knowing that the time would come.
Just to see you torn apart, witness to your empty heart.
Seeing things in darkness, saw same instrument deep into body.
No life underground, no life at all in the House of Dolls. (Curtis/Ka-Tzetnik 135633)
The Future Sound Of London - Dirty Shadows (1995)
Clear Sky Is Calling from Chernobyl (Shadows).
Deconstruction (Full Album)

Never cool. Psychotherapy, sci-fi religion. Tit, pigs, bikini, barbell, chakra, gridlock. Don’t think just talk, jog don’t ever walk, weight loss, talk radio, roll up your windows, Ramona map in the land of setting sun, private home securities. Radio static, career, income traffic, the car drive, panic. I’m caffeinated and incorporated, cog in the wheel of the machinery, naked aggressive, nightly newsish and stress-related, on the couch I’m home plate, crack, cocaine and cholesterol. I play hard ball, I mean business and I’ve got a hard-on for hate. I see my life flash before me, when I try to sleep. Sleepless, brain baffled, boggled and battle-fatigued. I am product. I Don't Believe in Books, I Believe in Sentences, DECONSTRUCTION.
C.S.I. - Polvere
S.W.A.T. - Hold On Baby Deep Inside A Cop's Mind
Bobby Joe Long's Friendship Party - Billy the Kid
Einstürzende Neubauten - Stella Maris
Public Image Ltd.- Memories

You make me feel ashamed at acting attitudes
Remember ridicule, it should be clear by now, clear by now

Your words are useless, full of excuses
false confidence, someone has used you well

I could be wrong, it could be hate
As far as I can see, clinging desperately
Imagining pretending, no personality
Dragging on and on and on and on and on and on and on

I think you're slightly late, slightly late
this person's had enough of useless memories
Always remember twisted amenities
Could be wrong, out of order, out of order

It could be worse, you're losing all the time
I let you stay too long, I could be wrong, could be worse

You're losing all the time, I let you stay too long
I could be wrong, could be wrong
Whatever past, could never last
All in your mind, where it all began
You're doing wrong, it's not the movies, and you're old.
Joy Division - Digital

Day In-Day Out, Day In-Day Out, Day In-Day Out. Martin "Zero" Hannett.
Joy Division - Dead Souls

Someone take these dreams away,
that point me to another day,
a duel of personalities,
that stretch all true realities.

That keep calling me, they keep calling me.
Keep on calling me, They keep calling me...

Where figures from the past stand tall
and mocking voices ring the halls,
Imperialistic house of prayer,
Conquistadors who took their share.

That keep calling me, they keep calling me,
Keep on calling me, they keep calling me.
Calling me, calling me... Calling me, calling me...