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Thinkman - The Formula lyrics
It's an interview But it's a second take There's a questioner But your mind's at stake It's a room designed for propaganda's sake He's a rich man now There's no escape (chorus) You can't take it where you're going You can't take things where you are ...you can't take it with you. Let's break down the formula Let's switch off the set ...and be glad we finally met. I could crash... my car Through your screen I could take a match... to your empire And teach you how to dream You open the door let me into your home You show me how you cry You tell me how you scream and how you watch when you're alone (chorus) You can choose any channel from your chair But I've got a better idea ...tear up the guide rip down the aerial (chorus) Let's play real life Let's play real life instead |
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