When they have pulled all the factories down and they've torn all the small towns apart
when the people we knew are all out on the street and the coppers we feared no longer go on the beat
will we find
peace of mind?
or will it be them?

Will the big guns come out and having shot up our dreams will they build us asylums to house all the screams?
I don't think so
it's just the way that things go.

Thinks..

..I shall resign my commission in the human condition and go back to live in a cave
for there's no one can save us from the progress that slays us and the bare lights of beer halls lose all of their promise when we're sober with nowhere to go.

So,
pull it all down and build it into a matrix, plug us all in and you can teach us some new tricks 'cause I'm sick of it weighing me down,
I am leaving this town before you pull it all down and I'm hiding away in a cave in the country, you can search for or hunt me, but I know you won't find me,
goodbye.