Moviedrome

Stay down! Like a shadow in a hallway

Watching all the blues and greens

As I hide from the glare of the monitor screen

Run fast! Like a shadow in a subway

Try to remain unseen

As I hide from the glare of the T.V. screen

We're all sucked in

Part of the core collective

We're all dragged in

Blind to the cause we've been selected for...Elected for

Stand still! Like a ghost in the Firewall

Watching all the blues and greens

As I listen to the rhythm of the fax machine

What will I be when winter comes again?

And we're wrapped in furs, and life has begun again

And it hurts to be away from you

From the world you made so well

What will I be when the summer comes once more?

And we're naked and weak in the eye of the sun once more

We're all sucked in

'Leave it on the net' demands the optimist

'No room for slaves to high tech reform'

Maybe there's a way to save the pessimist

He could make it to the hills and ride out the storm

'Formulas are set' declares the analyst

'This is the road for everyone'

Maybe we can hide, continue to exist

With a crate of bottled water and a sawn off shot gun

Try to survive - Don't look into his eyes

Try to stay alive - Don't look into his dead dead eyes

You can send me codes

From the safety of a chat room

In your grey ether clothes

I have looked into your soul

Looked into your soul!

I'm sitting with my head in the radiogram

Waiting for some sign of a ghost or a little green man

Glued to the glowing of a sun behind the plastic hood

And the bass heavy tones

That ooze from the pores in the wood

Oh no... I can't go there again

Oh no... Was this ever meant to be?

I'm sitting on the floor with the book in my hand

Dreaming of the world in a way that only children can

And I listen for the emanating sounds from the hidden choirs

The message in the radiant valves and red hot wires

Oh no... I can't go there again

Oh no... Was this ever meant to be?

To think it has come to this

Ruled by indifference

Underlying waves of doubt

Such arrogant self reliance

Too far we have travelled out

Nervous in our sentience

Ordinary people

Objects and events

Now is a time of foolish fears

Emotions run high and needless tears are shed

He has the face of a friend

And shall reach across the world into every home

We invite him in and offer no defence

And with every given soul he reaches for his throne

He has the face of an Angel

As he leads us in the dance

Until we find ourselves...alone!

So we're standing in the Moviedrome

Staring at the shadows and the falling lights

Prisoners forever in the Moviedrome

Letting all the pictures be the

Guide to our fragile lives

Did we ever really learn?

Did we never really learn?

The human race has found it's own true home

The dwelling places of these high tech lies

The few that see the world beyond the Moviedrome

Must march on through the wilderness

Of fantasy, False images, And pride