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I am he who is X Y and Zee
I carry no card, my life is cheap
I have no worries, I do not fret
And some may have what I'm yet to get

You may wonder, "Is it how?"
A kitten may turn into a cow
With bells and horns and Tinned corned beef
Forests, profits Plastic High Streets

I am he who is A B and Cee
In easy option
Late twentieth century
Satisfaction guaranteed
It's easy!

Let's steal a spaceship and
Head for the sun
Shoot the stars with
A lemonade ray gun
Make a movie and
A TV show
You be Jane
I'm George Jetson

I am you and you are me!
X Y Zee to A B Cee
You, Me, Us
We are one

I am you and you are me!
X Y Zee to A B Cee
You, Me, Us We are one

From out our window
We can see
Electric sunshine
Oxygen factories
Clockwork tides
Synthetic trees
Just like the real ones
On Vee Tee

Mother Nature,
Father Time
Used to be good friends of mine
But now we've put them
In a home
Filed under "uses unknown"

"No pop No style"
Is a phrase out of phase
To praise what's worthwhile
This is as good as it gets
This is the best

Let's catch the last rays
Of civilisation
Tune in to a
Sub-space station
Turn up the DJ, let's get lost
In intergalactic punk rock hip hop

This is the time
The time of our lives
Escaping time
For the all time highs
Of love, lust, laughter
That make us sweat

Let's simulate
Sensory amplification
This is PWEI-zation!
This is this
It's the living end