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It's an interviewBut it's a second takeThere's a questionerBut your mind's at stakeIt's a room designedFor propaganda's sakeHe's a rich man nowThere's no escape[Chorus]You can't take it where you're goingYou can't take things where you are... you can't take it with you.Let's break down the formulaLet's switch off the set...and be glad we finally met.I could crash... my carThrough your screenI could take a match... to your empireAnd teach you how to dreamYou open the doorLet me into your homeSongtexteYou show me how you cryYou tell me how you screamAnd how you watchWhen you're alone[Chorus]You can choose any channelFrom your chairBut I've got a better idea... tear up the guideRip down the aerial[Chorus]Let's play real lifeLet's play real life instead... Aus Songtexte Mania