Steve Hackett Cell 151
My lucky number's on a prison door
And it's found on everything I wear
And I've got to get away from 151
Cell 151
Sharing it with me is a man who shot his wife
And I'm afraid to fall asleep at night
And I've got to get away from 151
Cell 151
And it makes me sad
Thinking about the past feeling bad
I know I've been blind
All I needs a space to unwind
But I can't stay in 151
Cell 151
Hear me when I cry
I can't see the sky
Too much time
I've left the world behind
And I've got to get away from 151
Cell 151
And it makes me sad
Thinkin' 'bout the past feeling bad
I know I've been blind
All I needs a space to unwind
But I can't stay in 151
151, I've gotta get away from 151
151, I've gotta get away from 151
151, 151
