Who is not blind sees what is the point
The poor is poorer everyday
Who is rich is just getting fatter
Now no one trust no one
Who is not blind sees what is the point
Here everything has a price
Bankers sitting in their cars
Homeless leaning against the wall
One drinking whiskey with ice
The other has the end of a croissant
And Im tearing the string of the guitar
Who is not blind see the clear picture
There is no need for people, but machines
One day they will come
Welcome digital Christ
Machine in the sky, bomb in its stomach
The city is on fire, the houses are shattering
People kill people
Who is not blind sees what is the point
For them its a clear picture
The life is dancing on a rope
And there is a ravine under it
Who is not blind see what is the point
Strangers come here for holiday
Up there Jesus is the boss, on the earth its the devil
And both of them speak Hungarian
Everybody wears a cross
The babylon tower of the civilisation
It grows then it falls apart
Who is not blind see what is the point
For them its a clear picture
The life is dancing on a rope
And there is a ravine under it
Who is not blind
For them who are not blind
I talk to them
Who are not blind