Working on a machine In this building Do you know what I mean The walls are grey So are the thoughts They all obey Living in this state Is like hell Fear dominates Everything is upside down Aggression rules In this town
My mind is collapsing minds are collapsing Is the the end Crowds are walking My mind is collapsing
No one laughs here anymore If someone cries They do ignore Living in this machine Only watchwords On the screen Nature is annihilated And sex life Is regulated
Love is abused Money is god No one refused
Whipeout this town My mind is collapsing Whipeout this town Is this the end __________________________________ by Dickinson