Exile Songtext
von September 87

Prisoner transport ready for launch

Inmates, prepare for launch

Three, two, one

Inmates, prepare for interstellar travel


Rise and shine, pretty boy
Where am I? (Where am I?)
Lot of space between here and there
You might wanna make yourself comfortable

Inmates, welcome to the Kepler mining colony

I′m... I'm gonna see you again, right?
Yeah, you gonna see me
Yeah? (Yeah!)
When? (Umm)
Meet me at the dance