Here, down on earth, you know
Some of us are dying and there’s nowhere to go
Here, far from you below
Trees that gave us apples, they are gone, they don’t grow no more

Here, up above the clouds
There are many angels unemployed
Here, far from all the crowd
Someone is annoyed
(something to avoid)
Many things destroyed
No humanoids

Here, far from you and me
Some of us drink coffee while some others have tea
See mobiles all around
Get inside the scene just buy a fax machine and see

See, see just what I mean,
Don’t be such a horrible disease
Bad, nasty and obscene
Forget about the scene
(people are so mean)
Nothing but a sin

Here far from you and me
Some of us are living but there's nowhere to be
Hear Mobiles all around
Trees that gave us apples buy a fax machine