Lyrics

Uh, yeah Okay, we're— We're gonna play a song from, uh, Watch, I think it is It's all about an institute in Chicago There's an institute in Chicago with a room full of machines And they live this side of the sunrise and they burn away your dreams Once you fly to Chicago, to Chicago, you will die When that institute in Chicago has recorded you and I Woo There's an empty house in California where they'll always let you in And they'll make you feel oh-so easy like you never learned sin Oh, yeah that's how they made it, how they made it seem so clean Yes, that empty house in California is our brave new world's machine I thought life was a fire I thought life was a high time I thought life was a symbol I thought life was for livin' I thought life was a fire I thought life was a good time Woo At the institute in Chicago, from the first day you were born Oh they just can't tell how your feelin' and they can't see how you're torn When your name's just a number, just a number, you will die 'Cause that institute in Chicago never knew you were alive Thank you