Rush
Digital Man
His world is under observation -- We monitor his station Under faces and the places Where he traces points of view He picks up scraps of conversation -- Radio and radiation From the dancers and romancers With the answers -- but no clue He'd love to spend the night in Zion He's been a long while in Babylon He'd like a lover's wings to fly on To a tropic isle of Avalon His world is under anaesthetic -- Subdivided and synthetic His reliance on the giants In the science of the day He picks up scraps of information -- He's adept at adaptation 'Cause for strangers and arrangers Constant change is here to stay He's got a force field and a flexible plan Letras de cancionesHe's got a date with fate in a black sedan He plays fast forward for as long as he can But he won't need a bed -- He's a digital man
From Letras Mania