The girls, they don't love us anymore now Because we wear black shirts and took a new vow You can have the whole world right in your home To redefine and eliminate alone Our TVs do the jobs of a thousand violent cops Keep us inside while misinformation supplements our thoughts Our kids know just what they need, more monitors and screens, and you tell them you can't take it anymore But you stay inside and order your food from the grocery store Your pager, your cell phone, your laptop, your mobile home Your soloflex, your microwave, your Chinese takeout/pizza days Your suburb, your SUV, your nursing home for your granny Your problems all have disappeared, technology betrays your fear And if I'm lucky I'll never have to see another human being Except the guys on my money, the girls in my magazines The athletes on my TV screen, the people who have s** with me Via virtual reality No garbage man, no postman, no guy at 7-11 No store clerk, no soda jerk, just my companions I plug in A pyramid for a modern day pharaoh The global village can be yours if your modem's not too slow And I can thrive and I don't even have to try Download my ashes in my hard drive when I die