Virtual Insanity
-Useless twisting of our new technology
For now there is no sound
For we all live underground
Oh
And I'm thinkin' what a mess we're in
Hard to know where to begin
If I could slip
These sickly ties that
Earthly man has made, oh
And now every mother
Can choose the colour
Of her child
That's not nature's way
For now there is no sound
For we all live underground
Oh
And I'm thinkin' what a mess we're in
Hard to know where to begin
If I could slip
These sickly ties that
Earthly man has made, oh
And now every mother
Can choose the colour
Of her child
That's not nature's way
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