Intro (Spoken / Radio Voice) [Robot voice] Accessing GPS data… [Robot voice] Tracking… [Robot voice] Rerouting… [Robot voice] MANUAL OVERRIDE [Robot voice] Warning: Critical authorization failure. [Robot voice] Warning: Insufficient ID clearance. [Robot voice] Warning: Location inaccessible. [Robot voice] LEAVE THE AREA [Robot voice] Code 81GGT22. [Robot voice] You have thirteen seconds to comply. ⸻ Verse 1 Locked behind gates behind gates behind gates The road keeps climbing higher Away from the Ports Away from the noise Away from the smoke and the fire The hills are covered in mansions Hidden inside private parks Where the city disappears Behind walls and razor wire And carefully curated parts ⸻ Chorus There is no crime in the Hills That’s what the statistics say Every stranger gets identified Before they make it halfway There is no crime in the Hills No poverty No fear Just cameras watching cameras Watching cameras Year after year ⸻ Verse 2 The higher you climb The greater the luxury The tighter the security net Every license plate Every heartbeat Every movement gets logged and kept SecCorps patrol the avenues Polite as long as you’re rich Brutal if you’re not supposed to be there The difference is only a switch ⸻ Chorus There is no crime in the Hills That’s what the reports conclude Because anything inconvenient Gets removed There is no crime in the Hills No disorder No unrest Just expensive people paying well To be left alone with the rest ⸻ [Breakdown] No trespassing There is no crime in the Hills No recording There is no crime in the Hills No access There is no crime in the Hills No questions There is no crime in the Hills No drones There is no crime in the Hills No witnesses There is no crime in the Hills No public concern There is no crime in the Hills No comment There is no crime in the Hills No comment There is no crime in the Hills No comment ⸻ Outro [Robot voice] ACCESS DENIED [Robot voice] ACCESS DENIED [Robot voice] ACCESS DENIED The city below burns neon red The Ports keep partying The factories keep poisoning The slums keep fighting And somewhere above it all Hidden among the trees The people who own everything Watch silently From the Hills.
