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Lonely faces
Empty spaces
Hiding places
Nowhere to be
Growing
skylines
Spreading street signs........Jesus freakers
All in straight
lines.........Strange believers
More every days...............Too many
speakers
                              All in the way
But it's all the
same the world over
Twentieth century
Stuck in the red
In the bank of
the dead
Holy Society
Insanity cities etc
Maybe you'll catch us
But
you won't reach us
Trying to teach us
How to be good
With
civilisation
By population
With moral castration
Taming the
flood
Making sure of survivors
To keep money spiders
And moon rocket
riders
Rolling in blood
And it's all the same the world over etc