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| ANARCHITECTURE (Anarchitecture) | |||||||||||||||
Salutations from control of culture Time has come to pass We thank you for consumer comfort shopping malls and love of cash Your neon signs have colonised the people of the past But the world that you exploited and capitalised ain't built to last Who's going to save us from disposable minds I'm trying hard to get left behind Consumerism took the minds of my friends Johnny boy's got a pen that turns into a car (chorus) We're so far from what it could really be System sells homogeneity So let us build some anarchitecture Speculate on the human sector Self determination Future system termination We're so far from what it could really be.. |
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