From these years of buy and sell

My eyes have seen the glory

Of this hollow modern shell



And sex is a grand production

But I'm bored with that as well

Ah, Lord save me from myself



Electric sun keep shining

Ripen daughters of the chrome

This world is where I breathe

Let it never be called home



Where the vultures make the money

Is where our bodies fell

Ah, Lord save me from myself!