(Verse 1) Listen. They sold you a word, wrapped it in chrome and light. Said "Technology" is progress, an inevitable flight. But break that word down, see the bones and the gears. The active interface... through your hopes and your fears. It's the human hand shaping the stone and the fire! But the System they built... that's the one they require. The one that demands you sit down and obey. The one that turns a full person into a pet... for the day. (Chorus) 'Cause Technology is the active human interface with the material world! (A hammer in your hand! A flag unfurled!) But TECHNOLOGY is the name of the system! The Slave-Driver's Name! Can you hear the rhythm? A system is a system is a SYSTEM! And it's in charge now! Can you feel the schism?! (Verse 2) You gave it your hands, you gave it your eyes. You trade your attention for a handful of lies. You think you're the passenger, on a beautiful ride? You're the battery powering the machine deep inside! "It seems so much more polite than ‘slavery’ and ‘master.’" A cleaner word for a total disaster! We polish the chains and we call it an upgrade. Living our lives in a pre-fabricade. (Chorus) 'Cause Technology is the active human interface with the material world! (A hammer in your hand! A flag unfurled!) But TECHNOLOGY is the name of the system! The Slave-Driver's Name! Can you hear the rhythm? A system is a system is a SYSTEM! And it's in charge now! Can you feel the schism?! (Bridge) "We have turned all our power over to it. We are its passengers... we are its pets." Comfortable cattle... feeding on forgetfulness. And we are beginning to be afraid we can’t get off. BEGINNING TO BE AFRAID WE CAN'T GET OFF! WE CAN'T GET OFF! (Outro) THE SLAVE-DRIVER'S NAME! GET UP! GET OUT!
