While we're taking tablets
You are making magic gadgets
A box with flashing lights
It does nothing

We never read the textbooks
And you know all the buzzwords
Whatever you say next we'll agree to

Tell me what's the plan
Take the pain away
Tell me what's the plan
I'll do what you say

My mantra is secret
Your techniques came from an old book
The meditation helps me to trust you

The answer is suspect
If the answerer's a pervert
If only we'd been technically able

Reality's dawning
In the ugly comedown morning
Can friendship survive such a beating

Illusion is shattered
Without money nothing mattered
Our angels are swimming in bullshit

Words and music by Daniel Earwicker