Lyric

BALLS+

Walking blindly in the dark

Never get too far

Drinking, laughing for a lark

Sitting at the bar

Small talk, smile and chit and chat

Try to stay on par

Never really smelt a rat

In your film noir

But they've got you by the balls

Till heads or tails roll

Surf the turf, play games, bookmark

Your screen is a bazaar

Safe alone with your loan shark

They told you that you are

Endless tweets and twits and twats

Hashtags, question marks

Always look at this and that

Interest always sparked

And your mind is so enthralled

Your eyes scroll and scroll

And all you do is "lol"

In the company of trolls

I've been called a hater

For all my honesty

I'll be your debater

If you just won't see

Guess, I'll see you later

When it's time to dream

When you leave the simulator

Of your base reality

Your front door is just ajar

But your jar is jammed

You think that you drive a car

But your car's a pram

Tuning in for sound remarks

By your local czar

Getting told to shout and bark

By your vocal star

But you never see the halls

Of your mind control

And you think you're too damn small

To fight them for your soul

But you're a social "commentator"

Blind though you may be

To them crooked traitors

To all humanity

Guess, I'll see you later

It's time to lucid dream

When you leave the simulator

Of your base reality

Strolling round your Central Park

Writing your memoirs

Nothing's rotten in Denmark

Really, how bizarre!?

But what's your future for

When your girlfriend is a doll?

And who will run the show

When your robot's name is Joe?

You claim you are "creators"

Of your destiny

But unelected legislators

Tell you how to live

Yeah, I'll see you later

And hear your final plea

When you're in a respirator

Dying to be free