All the babies want to be just like you
The infantile want to be what you are
Packed up with cellophane overwrap
Your light shines shorter than a shooting star

Now the populous is slowly losing patience
Sickened by the numbing machinations
Of the world
Inundate incessantly with visions of perfection
Soon the new prototype must be unfurled

Let's break it down and start again
Live life for what's real and never pretend

Never been, never seen like this before
Never fake, overtake, gotta even the score
Break it down to the ground
To the black and white
Take everything that's left and start again

All the babies want to become one of you
No exertion, never pushing too far
Ever ephemeral with nothing inside of you
Your light shines shorter than a shooting star

Now the populous is slowly losing patience
Sickened by the numbing machinations
Of the hive
Inundate incessantly with images of apathy
Must reconstruct if we want to survive.