Текст песни Watchman Walkman Thinkman Later Retitled The T

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Watchman, Walkman

Touch ground, Thinkman

I must attack the heartless giant

from inside while others sleep

infiltrate production lines

of broadcasting elite

who elevate the meaningless

with finance and impressions of what other people need.

The network never weeps

it never cries for you to stop

there's a naked head to rescue

It's so lonely at the top.

We are the men of tomorrow

and we wish you were here --

wish you were here...

Watchman, Walkman

Touch ground, Thinkman

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when the mind that rules is weak

sabatoge the air waves

till the cowards are in retreat

crush the casual hand before it signs away

the only antidote for a corporation seat.

The network never weeps

it never cries for you to stop

there's a virus in the system

fighting apathy with shock

We are the men of tomorrow

and we wish you were here --

wish you were here...

Watchman, Walkman

Touch ground, Thinkman...

the network never weeps

it never cries for you to stop

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Guitars: KEITH MORE, JAMIE WEST-ORAM