Longhare - The High Computer Lyrics
Computer gods take over reins of EarthSeed plastic dreams with plastic worthProprietors of space unseen, unrealFailed not safe in perfect anonymityRising thrones of digital asperityBreed high machines of virtual prosperityCHORUS:Rise up!To fall down!X2Cold dark formulas invade our livesCalculated men, now dwell in hivesIn hard drive crypts stored immortalityMemory sticks, our plug-and-play mentalityCHORUS:Love is numbers, zeros and ones,Blue is the red, through our veins that runsLove is numbers, zeros and ones,Blue is the red, through our veins that runsThrough our veins that runs!SoloMake the world one synthetic nationCripple our souls with prosthetic salvationThe high computer says…Zero...one...zero...one!