this is no fun
this is music from a shallow man
these are movies from a shiny can
then why are my friends
sitting over on the other side
sitting over on the other side
i could barely make it through alive
but the cannery workers
are players and millionaires
buddy, you still set on taking off? yes, as a matter of fact
give me a chance, can I get my wings out on the tarmac?
industry gone
information is becoming free
no more radio or mtv
singing why are my friends
shaking booty for computer king
shake your booty, we’ve got everything
entertainment, air conditioning
but the blood on the carpet is making me manic
buddy, you still set on taking off? yes, as a matter of fact
give me a chance, can I get my wings out on the tarmac?
well buddy, what if the world is mostly full of brown-eyes?
come on and give me a chance, can i get my wings out on the tarmac?
everyone gets a chance in cybermocracy
maybe i’d like that more if people didn’t suck
turn down the voices of the singularity
and turn up the music
and i’m singing i want something to break but all the pipelines are broken i
am just fine and i am fed and im well but i am still feeling broken i
