Margarine for butter
Plastic rose for real
Earth for heaven
Changing even
Daily bread for tasteless pill
Deep purple rivers
Are biting at the sea
Hugh blocks of concrete
Are laughing at the trees
Human generation
Just goes on in on
When it seems to break up
We just paint on make up
in pretend that everything
Is looking quite alright
Our big, big brothers
Are growing slow but sure
They just can’t wait till it’s 1984
Hey, hey what can you say
Just as the preacher said
I guess we better pray
Hoo, hoo what can you do
I can spell it out
Hee, hee what can you see
It’s the multimillion show
Called humanity.
Multimillion Show
