Dry sky put my things together, jump in the car 
Outside the world is so quiet, no one at the traffic lights 
Drive fast heading to the airport 
Fumbling for my boarding card 
Breathe deep, stay calm, I'm off on the 6.3.5 
Maybe I will see you tonight, in Dublin town 
What's your name - depends on the weather, strange line 
Black hair blue eyes, call cards expensive wine 
Smoke pub hale-Bopp, never played for such a crowd 
I'm in the world of contraditions, violence and smiles 
I came withe the 6.3.5. leaving tonight, 
Dublin town, Glad that i've seen you tonight