I want another one, I want another one
I want another one, I want another one
The only books permitted in the city are those written in the city
Foreign looks and fashions in the city must be rationed in the city
All ideas that are thought in the city must be bought in the city
All applause that is canned in the city come from hands of the city
Any passions aroused in the city must be doused in the city
And if you're looking to get pissed in our city, you must resist in our city
If you wish to spawn in our hospital, you must be born in our hospital
Your heretical ideals have no welcome in the city
Don't get emotional
Don't get emotional
Don't get emotional
Don't get emotional, the city, the city
All meat to be fileted in the city must be sprayed in the city
And all the dead bee hives in the city workshy in the city
Foreign youths may frequent our institutions
Learn our proud traditions and circumlocutions
But then they must away
So any passions aroused, must be doused
And if you would get high, stoned, pissed you must resist
And if you wish to spawn, you must be born
Lest our militia pay you a visit in the city
Don't get emotional
Don't get emotional
Don't get emotional
Don't get emotional, the city, the city
See the plants propped up in the soil
Revenants of a planet that boils in space
A hot coal to a cold shoulder
Same old new world order
But who cares? We'll be buried like pharaohs
With our man-servant dogs and our luxury piles
First in line to plunder the next world
Infinity bought and sold
Infinity bought and sold, infinity bought and sold
Infinity bought and sold, infinity bought and sold
Dug up by the robots to jerk in Madame Tussauds
Dug up by the robots to jerk in Madame Tussauds
Dug up by the robots to jerk in Madame Tussauds
Dug up by the robots to jerk in Madame Tussauds
Dug up by the robots to jerk in Madame Tussauds
Dug up by the robots to jerk