Slip coma deep inside an industrialist's mindAnd pour yourself into the creased appeal of a financeman's suitYou keep on exchanging handshakes and smilesWith chatshow hosts like butterfliesFly downAnd hide in the zeros and the onesAnd let's all singHallelujiah!The missile can fly!Decode the cypherThe cryptic message within a government health warningAnd it's the same song everytimeOh no! Your big mushroom cloudHas gone and it's fucked up my viewDon't matter which way we're facingSo long as we're rolling forwardWell we could seek a world of jackpotsAnd corporate valueAnd learn to leave our uglyselves behindYou've got to feel the power as it flowsFrom businessmen and motherlodes Become a soul of pure caffeineLive life like a coke machineHallelujiah!Praise god for Hollywood teeth!Crash your karma into little bits of happinessNow it's ok - I know a quick and easy wayWe ain't divine - we all got our faultsBut seismic minds think seismic sized thoughtsMister exectutive man pick your
way through the debrisLubricate your gun between the devil and the seaSleeping solvent and soundAnd ethically freeRight upon my backA panzer running over meWhile I had my hands in the airInvoice me - and then your mother
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