Here, there, new wonders gently steal, Disguised distorted like moonlit seas ...and I see You've taken all you need, Queue up, don't fear There's mans new fortune here... you hear. Song-birds, recycling, the same old tune, Still you slave onwards, 'till all is used. ...tho' I'll see You'll get the life you need, Queue up don't fear, It's the man who brought you here... you hear.