Big Brother — текст песни (The Mad Caddies)

we are one in a million we are one and the same
like buildings of our generation,
they`re in our name
they`ll censor it with a whistle now
while back in 1952
the mercy of our mother there is nothing left to do
it`s only human nature pollutes temptation
we have reserved bookings for the fathers of our nation
(please god tell me i haven`t got this right!)

his things gone too far
we`re entirely described
the peeling microwavers and a telescopic eye
intimate dimension keeping perfect track of time
the rolling mass of thunder on a simulated line

we are all one
it cant be undone
were stuck
there no future!

if i had my way
i would fly far away,
where noone else could find me
and build a home
i could call my very own
the way it was supposed to be