Lyrics:

Look at the new slaves, lost before found
Running back over opened ground
Their home are concrete graveyards
Robbers, muggers, young pretenders
They have no easy way out
Empty voices trying to shout
It's such a bore
A pick-me-up, put-me-down, kick me to the floor !

They judge you, accuse you, sentence you to life
Your only sun, a commercial bomb
The modern-age push-button control
Just a robot with no fixed emotions
Years go on, has your mind been beaten ?
Sometimes you cry, please don't ask me why
Ask my mother; you say you're my brother
Then you turn and stab my back
Don't fill my head with too much too soon