歌词
Benny's waiting for a new brain implant;
His old one's working fine.
He don't care if it's worth it
he just needs the new version.
Benny's gotta make that money
so he can afford to update the life
that he don't spend living;
too distracted searching for the new.
Ginger's got her nose stuck in a book,
hypnotized by symbols on a page
imbued with meaning.
Certainly means more than the life that she ignores.
Replacing her thoughts with authored thoughts,
living half a life through pulp and ink;
it's imitation;
she's been told it's education but it ain't life,
it's living a fiction in fear of raw life.
The distractions they're mired in are lies.
Facsimile dream but I've got a scheme to wake up;
oh, I've got a scheme to kill the dream.
Jumbo Ron is pacing back and forth,
he's worried that he may have
made the wrong impression last night
on a date with a doggy from work.
He's obsessing over one small turn of phrase.
He's not sure if it conforms to current standards
of political correctness as it changes day to day.
They're living a fiction in fear of raw life.
The distractions they're mired in are lies.
Facsimile dream but I've got a scheme to wake up,
oh, I've got a scheme to kill the dream