Pigface Nutopia

My Generation (x4)

(The city's all wrapped up!)

I saw the best minds of my generation
Running on empty
Super glued to the TV
Dreaming of prosperity
Talking incessantly
Saying nothing
Sleeping on platforms at train stations
Sipping chemical cocktails
Alive to the universe, dead to the world

Halucinationg delusions of media reality
in Camden town
Desperate in the pursuit of "cool"
He's in a suitm, she's in a straight-jacket
7-11 nightmares at 3AM

Lay Low, and the moon is quiet and holy
Watch all the bridges collide
And I think we might have to lay low for a while
And I think we might have to lay low for a while

I saw the best minds of my generation
Caught up in the virtual reality of living
Memorizing PIN numbers in secret codes
Swing robotically to non-existent rhythms
Flashing memberships to clubs
So exclusive nobody belongs

Scared shitless, witless, clueless, useless
tight-lipped, tight-fisted, tight-assed, half-assed
ass-licking, coke-sniffing, money-grabbing, ego-jabbing

ass-licking, coke-sniffing, money-grabbing, ego-jabbing

Sniveling groveling moaning groaning (x3)

the moon is quite and holy
Watch all the bridges collide.
And I think we might have to lay low for a while
(WHY? WHY? WHY?)

The city's all wrapped up in plastic
like an electronic coccoon
If you lay in the street you can hear it humming
Building up slowly from underground
If you close your eyes you can observe the blueprints
The man-made DNA that spirals breathlessly out of control
As synapses collapse
Bridges snap
To a restless
Utopia
Utopia!

And now the rain has arrived,
And I think we might have to lay low for a while
(WHY? WHY? WHY?) (x3)

Jesus said
Lay down your arms
Jesus said
Children come home

My generation (x5)