7 Billion Parts

Oh, a sleeping drunkard
Up in Central Park
And a lion-hunter
In the jungle dark
And a Chinese dentist
And a British Queen
All they fit together in the same machine?

Slaves in office towers
Poets on the run
Soldiers crossing oceans
Girls just having fun
Taliban jihadist
Teacher from Midwest
All engaged into a suicidal quest

Nice, nice, nice!
Nice, very nice!
Nice, nice, nice!
Seven billion parts in a flawed device

So it goes forever
Spiraling around
As this little planet
Goes around the sun
You can try to fight it
You can choose a lie
Living in a Foma
Right until you die

Nice, nice, nice!
Nice, very nice!
Nice, nice, nice!
Seven billion parts in a flawed device



Credits
Writer(s): Boris Rybak
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