So this is the machine age
It's just a disgrace
This is no way to be saved
Start again from the first page
Give me insect eyes
Insect brain
Give me insect sex, I'll be happy again
I looked at the sun
I had to have something

Surpress all personal reference
Forget the people and the place they went
Ignore the logical sequence
Welcome to the land of sense
Like the cloth from a table
The world pulled away
Can't see in front of my own face
I looked at the sun
I had to have something

So this is the machine age
It's just a bloody waste
See you on the front page
Seeing you in outer space
We have to climb
We don't have to win
If you have to have something
it shows you don't need a thing

I looked at the sun
I walked away blinded
But I had to have something, more than nothing at all

On a bed of nails I rest the night
I can't make a sound tell you I'm alright
If there's life on earth and it still thinks
Better head for the hills and wait for daylight
I looked at the sun
I had to have something