Out in the streets there's people throwing shit around
Knocking statues to the ground, it's an ordinary day
Put on your bowler cap and drive your chevaline
Steal the wonderful machine that you made while you were sleeping
The molecular design documented in your mind
All the radios are on a different song
We have 50 microphones and still no one sings along
Recommend the kerosene, burn it slow to build the dream
I will lie, I will lie, I will lie so you're safe
I will think, I'll imagine a harrier jump jet to take us away from all this
Same old totem, same old totem
This is the same old totem, same old totem
It's not too obvious for prime time radiation
On that day, oh that day we can make up for that
When they breathe they can breathe all the noxious fumes
That we send out on our way