Get me a room
with a view of the elevator,
because with this pollution
it's hard for me to breathe the air of the city.
Fax me some passion.
When the sun sets
I'll take you dancing
to a virtual club,
and above the sea I'm going to teach you
one or two
Flamenco-trans moves.
And we're still here,
still eager to dream,
growing flowers
on artificial grass.
Giving birth to clones,
begging for love,
walking the dog
from the balcony to the living room.
And we're still here,
still eager to dream.
Sell me a condom
with lights and some flavor,
I want it to have zoom
and some kind of system to increase
my stud potential.
And we're still here,
still eager to dream,
growing flowers
on artificial grass.
Giving birth to clones,
begging for love,
walking the dog
from the balcony to the living room.
And we're still here,
still eager to dream.