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She stares at the screen, at the little words of green
 Tries to remember what to do next
 There's a trace of frustration that crosses her face
 Searching through the keys she should press
 But I would help her if I only know how
 
 But these things are a mystery to me too
 And it seems to the corporate eyes they are watching
 She fears for her job and the moments they are passing
 I stare at her name tag and I think to myself
 Both you and I, we never asked for any of this
 Let's take a walk up past the chemical works
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 Where the sky turns green at night
 We'll talk about not getting away from here
 Some different kind of life
 But even in the freshest mountain air
 Oh, the jet fighters practice overhead
 And they're drilling these hills for uranium deposits
 And they'll bury the waste for our children to inherit
 Though this is all done for our own benefit
 I swear we never asked for any of this
 Well, this golden age of communication
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 Means everyone just talks at the same time
 And liberty just means the freedom to exploit
 Any weakness that you can find
 Turn off the TV just for a while
 Let us whisper to each other instead
 And we'll hope that the corporate ears do not listen
 Lest we find ourselves committing some kind of treason
 And filed in the tapes without rhyme, without reason
 While they tell us that it's all for our own protection
 I swear we never asked for any of this
 Oh, I swear we never asked, not for any of this
 Oh, I swear we never asked for any of this
 Oh, I swear we never asked for any of this
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 Oh, I swear