Hear the sound of music drifting in the aisles
Elevator prozac Stretching on for miles
The music of the future Will not entertain
It's only meant to repress And neutralise your brain
Soul gets squeezed out
Edges get blunt
Demographic
Gives what you want
One of the wonders of the world is going down
It's going down I know
It's one of the blunders of the world that no-one cares
No-one cares enough
Now the sound of music Comes in silver pills
Engineered to suit you
Building cheaper thrills
The music of rebellion makes you wanna rage
But it's made by millionaires
Who are nearly twice your age
Soul gets squeezed out
Edges get blunt
Demographic
Gives what you want
One of the wonders of the world is going down
It's going down I know
It's one of the blunders of the world that no-one cares
No-one cares enough
(Porcupine Tree)
