Hi Tech Cities 歌词

people always exist Where there's no telly And no place to get pissed The crops they have sown Have had a bad year Their children will starve And live in fear Ordered matter's Never random Even God-dwellers Live in cellars Hi Tech Cities Such a pity Life is sterile Never pretty Originality Is there no goal? Be the same All the same ??? Big Brother All thoughts are common There is no other Nowhere to weep The masses sleep In occupations with incubations All your movements are on the file This we say "don't charge for style"