The Situation
ANN WILSON, MICHAEL JOSEPH DEROSIER
Go to the city away from the land, stand in a line
Where they stamp your hand, wind up at a dance
You want to energize, is it just by chance?
People have electric eyes
Wires and strings, line that lead to power supplies
Games read green on table screens, charged and powered
Mediaized, we are channeled, we are hypnotized
Wake up, shake up the situation
Hold on, help the situation
Human condition, so extreme
You can see it feeding the new machine
There is still a dream, our humanity, hero rebels die
Leaving us the key
Wake up, shake up the situation
Hold on, help the situation