I hear the roar of a big machinenTwo worlds and in betweennHot metal and methadrinenI hear empire downnnI hear the sons of the city and dispossessednGet down, get impressednGet pretty, but you and menWe got the kingdom, we got the keynWe got the empirenNow as thennWe don't doubt, we don't take directionnnLucretia, my reflectionnDance the ghost with mennI hear the roar of a big machinenTwo worlds and in betweennLove lost, fire at willnDum, dum, bullets and shoot to killnI hear dive bombers andnEmpire downnnWe look hardnWe look throughnWe look hardnTo see for realnThese things I hear they don't make sensenI don't see much evidencenI don't feel