They're shifting the blame for the problems away from the people who made them. Pointing the figures and fingers at those who have already found the
In a state of mutual desperation we declared our level of alienation. Any silent crowded situation it felt so full of concentration. Never looking in
Selling by number. Hi-tech illusion. Look to a future, and keep it clean. 2000 and One. End of the century. Figuring out the advertising schemes for
Queuing up for leaflets 'How to Get Ahead.' Well, one man grumbles next to me, "That's the one I never read, but no one tells me what I need so it doesn
Fast technology made a problem and advertised its own solution. Buy the latest, speed it all up. Drive off into Science Fiction. Longing for a new sensation
I've got friends who are there to the end. Sharing past experience, rejecting all the trends. Seeing through the everyday and leading their own lives
"Tremendous! Fab!" the critics cried, as unpopular culture was opened wide to show the world what wasn't hidden, but up until then had been forbidden
She got a basket; she got to fill it. Picking up a can of beans, imagining herself in a movie scene. A random fluctuation, background music hesitation
Queuing up for jobs that we don't and demean us. Want to be a shop assistant? Lavatory cleaner? Spent a bomb on uniforms to justify low wages. Qualify
It's all-channel mindset in Western World style, between TV and work we all roam. While mad politicians cause wars and divisions in places a long way
Everyone gets a seat; no one gets left out. The desire to equalize is starting to numb us out. Blunting individuals, looking far too wide beyond the
Growing skin last washed forgotten, when it would be getting rotten but for the rain. Sold times zero to shut out the refrain, "How come we never got