Não sei bem porquê hoje veio-me esta à memória:
Excerto:
“It’s the last great adventure left to mankind”
– Screams a drooping lady
offering her dreamdolls at less than extortionate prices,
and as the notes and coins are taken out
I’m taken in, to the factory floor.
for the Grand Parade of Lifeless Packaging
– All ready to use
the Grand Parade of Lifeless Packaging
– I just need a fuse.
Got people stocked in every shade,
Must be doing well with trade.
Stamped, addressed, in odd fatality.
That evens out their personality.
With profit potential marked by a sign,
I can recognise some of the production line,
No bite at all in labour bondage,
Just wrinkled wrappers or human bandage.
Grand Parade of Lifeless Packaging
– All ready to use
it’s the Grand Parade of Lifeless Packaging
– I just need a fuse.
Genesis, The Grand Parade of Lifeless Packaging, álbum The lamb lies down on Broadway