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
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 d
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
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 d