Songtext von Transmetropolitan

The mechanical heart, it beats Underneath this rainy sky The machines produce more and More People without dreams, losers Every day we encounter Their letargic faces The compulsion of their Responsibilities And the loss of their wishes We flee, without chance Eventually it will catch us And we have to admit to ourselves That there is no way out Back to the grey of the streets We fight ourselves through the Masses This city shall die with us For a better life, a better Tomorrow