YTCracker - Welcome to San Secuestro lyrics

Liquid crystals beaming brands Against a skyline scraped by buildings and A strand of sand whizzing by the gentle hand Of the waves that slowly cleanse the land Of sins forgotten Some say this place is rotten But it's the only home that I've ever known Basked in washed-out neon tones Structures of stone shall mask the unknown Graphite colored streets gridded neatly Edged by walls of grease and graffiti Plots of land of where the palm trees sway Next to the alleyways in decay Reflected screens in serene puddles Disturbed by trucks exiting tunnels Splashing pedestrians of the evening My city stays living and breathing (breathing) San Secuestro: where the dregs and best go To seek fortunes in escrow Most rob, cheat and steal for their nest, though The rest process the echo (echo) I process the system, the network Propagating data for hire - a true expert Corporate interests keep the lights on Coding up the dirt in Python (Python) Well its another balmy evening in San Secuestro, 78° With another light drizzle expected tomorrow morning In business news the five major telecom carriers have successfully petitioned for their merger Electing to go under the name "The Syndicate" The CEO of the newly-formed entity, Nice Guiman, has personally ensured his company's pledge to unregulated and unrestricted Internet Even though his company now has an effective monopoly Controlling over 85% of wired and wireless communications in the country One can only hope the hard-fought battle for this merger Which required extensive lobbying by multiple telecommunication and special interest groups Will not adversely affect the average consumer in pricing and usage Here's Brandon with sports Beneath this silicon paradise Is an underground that we founded on rights Cryptographic ciphertexts And undernets in this wild-wild west Keeping the faucet of information Unobstructed by most complications Swapping source code data methods Keeping our trade extra-protected While this city sleeps we defend Every bit of these bits that we send Behind benign hosting we run blind Anonymous VPNs and cold lines Hit paths and tumbled rea**embled Shot back through our data temples Catastrophe is not coming, its here San Secuestro: the point of the spear Welcome to San Secuestro