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i'd like to take this time to thank the crowds for swallowing me and setting me loose on the streets setting me free in the middle of the city forget about the filth underneath pretend it's not there just pretend you can't see oh, can you hear them? they've got to find a way out it's like a thought prison on the playgrounds screaming the future's learning to demand things god can you break out of here out of these cold walls through the cemetery into the fresh air? they're dying by the dozens and they'll bury them here i know you care, i know you care oh, it's the right time you've got to find a way out make something of yourself in the future, in our dreams we'll be hailed as visionaries in the future, when we're all machines everyone will follow our lead Aus Songtexte Mania