Hear the sound of music
Drifting in the aisles
Elevator prozac

Stretching on for miles

The music of the future

Will not entertain
It's only meant to repress
And neutralise your brain


Soul gets squeezed out
Edges get blunt

Demographic
Gives what you want


Now the sound of music
Comes in silver pills
Engineered to suit you

Building cheaper thrills

The music of rebellion

Makes you wanna rage
But it's made by millionaires
Who are nearly twice your age


One of the wonders of the world is going down
It's going down I know

It's one of the blunders of the world that no-one cares
No-one cares enough