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Gentle Giant Civilian

Plastic, plastic, take the modern way. Simulation, for my instant day. Why should I care, if you say that it's no good. It's for me, can't you see? Convenience

My eyes are ready, They're focusing on you. I'm watching every move and all you do. I see you everywhere, I'm here and now I'm there. Nowhere you can

As I sit, as the world goes 'round, In the room I've known before. Is it me? Am I inside out? In a dream, as I watch the floor. Everywhere, see, they

Looked in the papers, looked in the magazines Wanted to find out, to know. Was there an answer, was there really something. Hidden beneath them below

Wheels go 'round, from end to end, A passage run, go down, descend. And underground the air is stale With blurring light and endless rail. On the wheels

Plastic, plastic, take the modern way. Simulation, for my instant day. Why should I care, if you say that it's no good. It's for me, can't you see? Convenience

Hear, he'll do it all for you, you will see it, wise and knowing what to do, what to be and every word is ........ Lies, he only tells the truth, for

You walk in here, and it seems you think You own the place. You ruin the sinks and you write on the wall. After all the consideration given you, I thought

As I sit, as the world goes 'round, In the room I've known before. Is it me? Am I inside out? In a dream, as I watch the floor. Everywhere, see, they