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The hammer slams to your heartbeat
Who's the master who's your guide
Systems inbred and perverted
Advertising, selling lies
Clock keeps ticking till it's over
Someone's standing in your line
Grabbing hands are on the table
Feed. Consume. Until you die.
Work. Work Work. Work
We're lost inside metropolis
Work, work
We're lost inside metropolis
The judge between our hand and our brain must be the heart
Work, work
The mind is trained to be stable
Swallowing constructed lies
Constant noise keeps you from dreaming
There's no place for you to hide
Can we remember where we come from
When the walls are painted grey
Alll the colors that we long for
Guarded outside of our cage
Work, work
We're lost inside metropolis
Work, work
We're lost inside metropolis
The judge between our hand and our brain must be the heart
Work, work
Girl:
I hold a heart and a crowbar
In my right and my left hand
To build a world and a kingdom
With every woman and every man
Where rays of light reaches darkness
Where everyone will understand
That we are all and all is conscious
That we are here to make a stand
We're lost inside metropolis
Work and work and work and work
We're lost inside metropolis
The judge between our hand and our brain must be the heart
We're lost inside metropolis
Work. Work. (Work and work and work and work)
We're lost inside metropolis
The judge between our hand and our brain must be the heart
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