Sitting at home with the TV on Looking at the news, knowing something is wrong With the way the worlds going, on the path it’s taking, I don’t like what I see - unless I’m mistaken- Blind as lemmings were racing for the edge We’ve made our own monster and it’s pushing for the ledge It’s the beast of the future called technology And its growing far faster than you or me. It’s made war into a hobby for the people in charge And it’s helping them track everyone at large. It’s changing our lives on a global scale And mankind’s spirit is in a silent wail. If we don’t change our course before it’s too late, Well I’ve had a brief glimpse of what could be our fate, And let me tell you boy- the future- it’s dark When the world’s lost its soul to the techno-spark! It’s the super chromed future and society fell And everywhere you look- it’s a borged out hell! Our modern technology’s a thing of the past We hit the technoshock wall- HIT IT HARD - HIT IT FAST! And we’ll be full of chips and wires and mechano-spunk, Yeah- in the dark future we’re all cyberpunked! Rock-n-roll, be-bop, hip-hop, and jam, In the dark future these don’t mean a damn! The music of the future is a razors edge In the hands of the people with a rebel pledge! In the dark future governments a joke - Just hired meat for the corporate yoke, Its the music that tells the people what’s going on And gives them the courage to slamit-on! Yeah- we’re chromatic rock rebels and we’re here to stay, I’m a cybered up chromer and I came to play! So all you posergang losers stay out of my way Cause I hammered it down to the triple A! The first one’s my axe- got a smart guitar- When I jack it to my wrist I’m a superstar! Then I got the attitude to go with the tools, take it to the edge and break authority rules. Then came the audience, my loyal fans, Now I’ll take it to the line, cause you know who I am- I’M A ROCKERBOY! THE WHOLE WORLD IS MY TOY! my axe is chipped and wired with a superchrome trunk- Cause it’s the dark future and I’m cyberpunked! Bodyguards, soldiers, and professional thugs, The booster-gang pushers with police file mugs. Crime zones are dangerous, the violence is high- In the dark future its do-or-you-die. The frack-heads and wire-heads and cyber-psychos- Metaled up and chipped from their heads to their toes, And the corporate raiders in their armor-weave suits With the cyber-knives hidden in their snake skin boots- They turned neighborhoods to war zones, And the people are choked, that’s where I come in - cause I’ve got ‘em all scoped! Their big and their bad- but I’m cool and I’m chill, And at the end of the day I cash the flat-line kill! Yeah- I’m a teched up warrior and I’m making my stand- I was born with a gun in my hand And a targeting mod to a thermoscope eye, Wherever you go I’ll be able to spy, Then we’ll dust-down when I’ve got you hemmed in- I ain’t worried about death cause I’m wired to win. You’re just a name on the contract when the deal was made And at the end of the day the devil gets paid, CAUSE IM A SOLO! LIVEWIRED TO BLOW! And if you amp to me I’ll leave you techno-junk Cause I’m a killing machine that’s been cyberpunked! In the dark future all things run off the net- It’s a virtual world with it’s own subset Of natural laws and rules you live by- That’s why I jack in, to let my brainwaves fly! You’re tied to your meat when you live in realspace, You get old, you get slow, and you live the rat race, But I leave the meat behind and let my brain go screamin’, When I plug in the net, I’m a cyber-demon! I fly the data winds to the target system, Then I track the Sys-Op to make sure I don’t miss him, Once the hell hound program’s scouted the route I burn him with a hell-bolt and de-rez him out So I can do the major plunder on his data fortress Then scream out on demon-wing to hit the next sys’. Yeah- somewhere there’s a guy with his fore-brain burned out And his modems been melted- cause he didn’t jack out! And just like him - they’ll find me one day, And I’ll probably be gone, burned the same way, But I don’t care cause the net is my home, An electronic wraith, through the mainframes I roam, CAUSE I'M A NETRUNNER! A COMPUTER TOP GUNNER! Got my ‘trodes and my wires, and my modems been jumped, I’m a VR god whose been cyberpunked! CYBER.... PUNK!
