Dystopia

steel days and glass nights
shadowed streets where fools fight
screen dreams of american scenes will fade

hard drinks that drown ice
gutter swill and plague mice
lift your eyes to the concrete skies of the town

  'cause we are building dystopia
  we are building dystopia
  we are building dystopia
  and all we can do is dance

proud pipes meet cruel lines
electric air holds live wires
no trace of a human face on the wall

dollars roll and yen climb
buy oil and sell time
hear the planes and the cars and trains hum a dirge

  and we are building dystopia...

  how well we’re learning
  there’ll be no returning
  we’ve strayed too far from eden’s gates

  there’s nothing to see here
  no, no one to be here
  just watch the neon pulsate

straight towers that soar proud
it's a man’s world, don’t mess about
glory days for the corporate way so rejoice

  for we are building dystopia...

written by tom yates 6 january 2007

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