Pythoness

We are virtual & real
We are the hope
Once the network gave to people the right to talk
Get ready to fight
Cause their rage will grow
They’re gonna get a lot of people to kick your bone

An entire earth is looking to change mind
With photo cameras and machine voice
It’s better you realize
It’s better you know
We’re a mass of geeks ready to fuck you

Words on a web map
Shine like a new sun
Moves from the backyard
Cracking the power
Words on a web map
Bright like a new gun
Firing on net pows
Cracking the power
Cracking the power
Cracking the power

It’s a mechanical oblivion
To block their doors
When you never give to people the right to talk
They’re just so polite
And they love their groove
When systematical corruption just make a boom

An entire earth is looking to change mind
With photo cameras and machine voice
It’s better you decide
It’s better you know
We’re a mass of geeks ready to fuck you

Words on a web map
Shine like a new sun
Moves from the backyard
Cracking the power
Words on a web map
Bright like a new gun
Firing the net pows
Cracking the power
Cracking the power
Cracking the power

In an age of industrial abuse
Where production is so fast
Where it’s better to lose
No more space for your personal view
They will give what you need
They will tell what is good
They just tell you: “Eat this shit”
And the big amount of flocks
Just don’t care about this
They just tell you: “Work eat die thanks a lot”
And then people become
Just a slave of the spots

21st century slave don’t forget to obey
You live and pray. You drink and wait
But now watch your life is freezing
‘cause you work to dig up your grave
You think it’s fair believe and wait
But hey watch your life of misery now
It’s time to get in your grave

Can’t you see how they get rid of you
And you think that is fair
And you think that is good
Then you should try to make up your mood
‘cause the options you have
Are created by those
That will tell you: “Eat this shit”
And your freedom to decide
It’s a joke it’s a trick
‘cause you want it: cool, clean, shaken and done
And again you become
Just a slave of the spots