Chop-Chop

Take a walk to the new town, take a look around

Pretty road names pass us by, a foundation sound

They paint their walls and ceilings white to feel clean inside

Ten square miles so synchronized I could have cried

And the bodies go by barely half awake

Awaiting things to come again, nice things to come

It's such a nice environment I'm in

I wonder why I'm here and the bodies go by barely half awake.

All but the few ever notice anything at all, Oh dear

All but the few ever notice anything at all.

I've got a nice new wristwatch with a bright red strap

The second hand really moves quite fast - I'd never thought of that

And then I pick my picture book to compensate outside

It's back to fiction once again, I could have cried.

And the bodies go by barely half awake

Awaiting things to come again, nice things to come

It's such a nice environment I'm in

I wonder why I'm here and the bodies go by barely half awake.

All but the few ever notice anything at all, Oh dear

All but the few ever notice anything at all