Empty factories to the east and all our waste

The shape of things that came shows on the broken workers face

To the west you'll find our silicon promised lands where

Machines replace our minds for systematic profit plans

The course of human progress staggers like a drunk

Its steps are quick and heavy and its mind is slow and blunt

I look for optimism but I just dont know

Its seeds are planted in a poison place where nothing grows

Its 1989 stand up and take a look around

Weathers bitter tension it seems is sinking down

Drunk with power and fighting one another

Every hour shows the winter getting harder

Theres a freezeup coming

One nation stands the tallest radiating blinding light

Plastic and fluorescent energy robbing us of sight

Set in our way content with our decay

We wave the flag of freedom as we conquer and invade

Ever ask yrself wheres my place in this hell

But no ones there to tell you cuz they dont know that themselves

The well rehearsed lines from our elated politicians

No longer offer solace we can see the self destruction

Just one political song to drop into the list

That is years and years long