Empty factories to the east and all our waste,
The shape of things that came shows on the broken worker's face.
To the west you'll find our silicon promised land
Where machines replace our minds for systematic profit plans.

The course of human progress staggers like a drunk,
Its steps are quick and heavy
And its mind is slow and blunt.
I look for optimism but I just don't know.
Its seeds are planted in a poison place where nothing grows.

It's 1989, stand up and take a look around
Weather's bitter tension it seems is sinking down.
Drunk with power and fighting one another
Every hour shows the winter getting harder.

There's a freeze up coming.

One nation stands the tallest radiating blinding light,
Plastic and fluorescent energy robbing us of sight.
Set in our way, content with our decay,
We wave the flag of freedom as we conquer and invade.

Ever ask yourself where's my place in this hell ?
But no one's there to tell you
'Cause they don't know that themselves.
The well rehearsed lined from our elated politicians
No longer offer solace,
We can see the self destruction.

Just one political song,
To drop into the list that stretches years and years long!
Static and division is increasing like a storm,
We are sheltered, we are forewarned.
Nothing can be changed except ourselves.



Wow 1989...