Cruel Inventions Lyrics

Two men with empty pockets Put lipstick on little girl And another dream goes by
They make her ride the rockets That fall into the sea of pearl And another dream goes by
Power falling through Stealing out of view Our cruel inventions
The beat generation All got on the morning train And another dream goes by
They left me at the station Breathing dust from hopeless rain And another dream goes by
Power stealing through Fading out of view Our cruel inventions
Uninvent the wheel of endless greed Let conscience run Like a river like a dreamer
A world of elevators Music like magazines And another dream goes by
Magnetic separators Divided by a wall of screens And another dream goes by
Power stealing through Fading out of view Our cruel inventions
Inventions, inventions Inventions, inventions Inventions