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Get nowIt's 3030, yo, I get my hands dirty
? A pure breed, medically insured weed
Walk around because of their ordinance,
Super- thugs use computer bugs,
In a hovercraft, not no bubble- bath,
Fuck Earth, I want to live on Mars
somewhat closer to the stars
And farther away from dumb civilization
with no mental stimulation
They changed the constitution for your
red white and blue friends
no one listens to what you said
The online is touching your head
with propaganda about your fearless leader
Who got two hundred body guards so
you can't touch him either
Bodies disappear, obviously of fear
Lobbyists can't get near shit
Computers run with the soul
Bubbledome over the hemisphere,
We live in the dumps with mutant rodents
saliva drips for opponents
Scratch your ID chip off cuz everybody
I envision turbulence and murder since it's an
tech in private portables
That float above commoners,
they'd soon as bomb it first
Advanced safety features,
from contact with creatures
Who either slave their lives
away in outdated factories
I'm Butch Cassidy, style wild,
I steal computer disk files,
Metal detectors check ya,?
reflectors in every sector
While I drink electric nectar
They just lecture the youth about
Toward the US, and you guessed it
The rest get imprisoned or
incisions in their medulla
No president, we have a ruler
"You are to be inside by 9 o'clock
little tykes ain't prepared
They've got your wife naked
neo- punks with cerebral pumps
For enhanced recognition of
Senior citizens are disposed
Aliens landed and said our planet
Cuz all the natural resources are fadin