Somewhere down in the valleys between the high-rise blocks
Rubber is burning steel is scorching
You can hear the shots of police brigade 379 firing CS gas
I want to protect you all from this blood and broken gla**
I don't want you breathing in the monoxide
I don't like it getting under your skin
I don't want you breathing in the monoxide
I don't want to let the poison get in
And up on the hoardings is a tourist poster saying 'fly with me'
A futile exhortation of s** and popularity
This is a system meltdown this is a glitch
Don't choke on the firestorm from the temples of the rich
And if your refusal means they call you a fascist
Well conformity is a fascism too
And I don't want you breathing in the monoxide
I don't want to let the poison get in