From the land of advertisements
Appliances and science
Corporation giants
Television violence
Ahh
Ahh
To the land of entertainment
And video survailance
The natives here are famous
Make-up painted on their faces
Ahh
Ahh
The streets ain't gold anymore
We're tired and we're hungry
And we're bored
Oh
No-one on the seas has seen
The fever of the steam machine
The deities and guillotines
Meaninglessly teetering
Ahh
Boats and oars and broken boards
Living on the ocean floor
Rearange the furntiure
What more were you hoping for?
Ahh, ahh, ahh
The streets ain't gold anymore
We're tired and we're hungry
And we're bored
Oh
Sea to sea and shore to shore
There's nothing left here to explore
From street to street and door to door
We're bored
So, if it all should start again
And the king's men come marching in
Careful who you're following
They've lied about a lot of things
The streets ain't gold anymore
We're tired and we're hungry
And we're bored
Oh
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