I don't want to be part of you I don't want to be what you are I don't want to be part of you I don't want to be what you are So sad and decrepit, So obviously stupid So low and inhuman, So horribly human You mate with your money, You love all your money I don't think it's funny, That you think it's so funny And I just keep running, To avoid from becoming The thing that you are (And all that you are) And all that you are (And all that you are) All that I see, Is people unfree Marching with glee, To a fascist decree They follow the cry's, They follow the lies Raised without eyes, They don't realize And I just keep running, To avoid from becoming The thing that you are (And all that you are) And all that you are (And all that you are) There's a machine, deep in the scene And everyone's a number, that keeps the system clean And if there's a error, that breaks with the scheme Then the error is corrected, by the system regime