Tell me now, don't you think, artificial is great?
Don't you feel near to it, light, euphoric and bright?
Don't you agree that, it's like spray-air,
We can't do without Its wonderful flair?
While nature makes you feel sad
Nature always leaves you that one only thought
There is something missing in its earthy taste
Tell me now don't you think, punk's just out of style?
Don't you feel it's as old as a medieval trunk
Don't you agree that this is just true
Vain is rebellion and so stupid too?
Moans creak like broken TVs
Complaint and riots we should leave to cats
Check emotions output, bear an open grin
Joy's measurable, this is glad art
And emotions are distilled
Joy's measurable, this is glad art
Hide behind an open smile
Tell me now, don't you think that precision is great?
The degree you should know of humidity flaw
Don't you ever measure intensity of light?
The Eiffel tower has a height you should know
Can't you tell volumes exact?
Don't you reckon the diarnetre of apples?
Don't you want to know the size of streaked bananas?
Tell me now, don't you think that technology is great?
Trought feed back we control all your
actions and thoughts
Screens are alluring, like mermaid songs
Electronic beeps, scan a graceful rithm
Romantic poems just lack
Stained glass windows never glowes aaaas yuor TVs
Time and s***e are lovely and simoultaneous
Joy's measurable, this is glad art
And emotions are distilled
Joy's measurable, this is glad art
Hide behind an open smile
Don't you feel near to it, light, euphoric and bright?
Don't you agree that, it's like spray-air,
We can't do without Its wonderful flair?
While nature makes you feel sad
Nature always leaves you that one only thought
There is something missing in its earthy taste
Tell me now don't you think, punk's just out of style?
Don't you feel it's as old as a medieval trunk
Don't you agree that this is just true
Vain is rebellion and so stupid too?
Moans creak like broken TVs
Complaint and riots we should leave to cats
Check emotions output, bear an open grin
Joy's measurable, this is glad art
And emotions are distilled
Joy's measurable, this is glad art
Hide behind an open smile
Tell me now, don't you think that precision is great?
The degree you should know of humidity flaw
Don't you ever measure intensity of light?
The Eiffel tower has a height you should know
Can't you tell volumes exact?
Don't you reckon the diarnetre of apples?
Don't you want to know the size of streaked bananas?
Tell me now, don't you think that technology is great?
Trought feed back we control all your
actions and thoughts
Screens are alluring, like mermaid songs
Electronic beeps, scan a graceful rithm
Romantic poems just lack
Stained glass windows never glowes aaaas yuor TVs
Time and s***e are lovely and simoultaneous
Joy's measurable, this is glad art
And emotions are distilled
Joy's measurable, this is glad art
Hide behind an open smile