text: Religious iconography giving you the creeps?
  I feel rougher than a disco lizard tongue along your cheek
  The rise of the machines
  I must admit you gave me something momentarily
  In which I could believe
  But the hand of harsh realitys un-gloved
  And its on its way back here to scoop you up
  But not on my watch
  I want to stay with you, my love
  The way some science fiction does
  Reflections in the silver screen of strange societies
  Swamp monster with a hard-on for connectivity
  The ascension of the C.R.E.A.M
  Mass panic on a not too distant future colony
  Quantitative easing
  I want to make a simple point about peace and love
  But in a sexy way where its not obvious
  Highlight dangers and send out hidden messages
  The way some science fiction does
  The way some science fiction does
  Got the world on a wire
  In my little mirror, mirror on the wall
  In the pocket of my raincoat
  So I tried to write a song to make you blush
  But Ive a feeling that the whole thing
  May well just end up too clever for its own good
  The way some science fiction does