Where are we?
What the hell is going on?
The dust has only just begun to form
Crop circles in the carpet
Sinking, feeling

Spin me around again
And rub my eyes
This can't be happening
When busy streets
A mess with people
Would stop to hold their heads heavy
Hide and seek

Trains and sewing machines
All those years
They were here first
Trains and sewing machines
All those years
They were here first

Oily marks appear on walls
Where pleasure moments hung before
The takeover
The sweeping insensitivity of this
Still life

Hide and seek (seek, seek)
Trains and sewing machines
Blood and tears
They were here first

Mm, what'd you say?
Mm, that you only meant well
Well, of course, you did

Mm, what'd you say?
Mm, that it's all for the best
Of course, it is

Mm, what'd you say?
Mm, that it's just what we need
You decided this
Mm, what'd you say?
Mm, what did she say?