We’ve got this freedom, we can lie for all
Programmed in mind – we just play the role
We’ve got this love, the lie itself
Automated feelings in electronic nerves

Livin’ in a world-machine – consumer beings
Ideas are dyin’ before they were born...
I just don’t know where did it start to get wrong
Useless – you’re livin’ on a run

Livin’ in this world, starin’ to the wall
Information stream presses its face against the door
Sometimes you feel life is just time to kill
Vicky Sunday says: “You’ve gotta roll the wheel”

Roll tha wheel, you gotta roll tha wheel
Roll tha wheel, you gotta roll tha wheel
You’ve gotta roll the wheel
There ain’t no god to come back for

We’ve got this power – for what?
We’re newborn idols – infection in blood
We’ve got this face, look in the mirror
Features of a common monster

Livin’ in a world-machine – consumer beings
Ideas are dyin’ before they were born...
Civilized model for the social fear
I can’t stop the gear

I ask sometimes: What’s goin’ on?!
We’re on a mission to nowhere in an empty room
Programmed in mind – you know the drill
Vicky Sunday says: “You’ve gotta roll the wheel”

Roll tha wheel, you gotta roll tha wheel…