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Pierre Scarland
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Hugo Sanchez
Komponist:in
Julien Marchal
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Pierre Scarland
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PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Hugo Sanchez
Mischtechniker:in
Alexandr Vatagin
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
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Slaving rows of clones in a factory
Repeat the motion, show no emotion Only apathy
Soon to be replaced by a generation with greater capacity
You know what they say « The apple never falls far from the apple tree »
No way to chill. Their Brains are made of steal
They weren't made to feel. Number 782 is maybe ill
He ain't like the rest of crew
For him everything's questionable
His quest is to mess with the programming
And scrap what he was destined to do
He's sick of his lil function
He wanna live, wanna build something
He wanna love, wanna feel something
Wanna feel his heart and some real pumping
Wanna use his brain, do his thing
At least he'd have tried if things do not change
He wanna choose his fate screw these chains !
He might fight the power, be the boomerang
That comes back to hit em
He is free and thinking
His fellow « clones » might need convincing
Need some slapping or need some pinching
Right now they ain't even flinching
But his hopes are high
His lil brain is on overdrive
He know his bros got soul inside
It'll get way better over time
Gimme some freedom
Give us some meaning
Gimme some love
Let me keep dreaming
Gimme some freedom
Give us some meaning
Gimme some love
Let me keep dreaming
Gimme some freedom
Give us some meaning
Gimme some love
Let me keep dreaming
Gimme some freedom
Give us some meaning
Gimme some love
Let me keep dreaming
Number 782 would preach to his clone
He'd repeatedly roam through the rows
He wouldn't leave em alone
He told em they didn't need to be soulless machines, mistreated and owned
Some started listening to him : if they were human they'd flee from this zone
Find freedom, own a heart and a voice
Find love with a partner of choice
Create art, fill up part of their void
They'd picture their future and start to rejoice
Soon they were all on board
They all formed one, what a solid force
It's time to tell their white collar boss
He'll need someone else to do the job of course
They finally Found the courage
To see the man on the Mountain sommet
They uttered
« Please. We wanna be free master You don't know how bad we want it ! »
Aaah ! What a huge disaster !
The news displeased the human master
The angry man filled the room with laughter
Pushed 782 through the plaster
Boom He Smashed from the fall
The man roared
« I have had it with y'all !
It's a fact, you in thrall to me, you'll never be free or flee beyond these factory walls »
He neutralized them with one button
One by one he then unplugged em
Replaced the clones with some young bloods:
A new generation with the same function Done
There is no more to see
There is no more to see
There is no more to see
There is no more to see
There is no more to see
There is no more to see
Written by: Hugo Sanchez, Julien Marchal, Pierre Scarland
