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225 (2005 Digital Remaster) - New Model Army

She stares at the screen

At the little words of green

Tries to do remember what to do next

There's a trace of frustration

That crosses her face

Searching for the key she should press

And I would help her if I only knew how

But these things are

A mystery to me too

And it seems that

The Corporate eyes they are watching

She fears for her job

And the moments are passing

I stare at her nametag

And I think to myself

Both you and I

We never asked for any of this

So let's take a walk up past

The chemical works

Where the sky turns green at night

And we'll talk about getting away from here

Some different kind of life

But even in the freshest mountain air

The jet fighters practise overhead

And they're drilling these hills

For uranium deposits

And they'll bury the waste

For our children to inherit

And though this is all done

For our own benefit

I swear we never asked for any of this

What's golden age of communication

Means everyone talks at

The same time

And liberty just means

The freedom to exploit

Any weakness that you can find

Turn off the TV just for a while

Let us whisper to each other instead

And we'll hope that

The Corporate ears do not listen

Lest we find ourselves committing

Some kind of treason

And filed in the tapes without rhyme

Without reason

While they tell us that

It's all for our own protection

I swear we never asked for any of this

I swear we never asked for any of this

I swear we never asked for any of this

I swear