The way the world is turning today. Its turning to shit, right in front of your eyes There's no way out of the TV's scan all exits are patrolled by suburban spies. There's no choice, just orders from above you've got to learn to love the corporation Its a new kind of love Battery car, 3 up 3 down is the standard issue on the streets of plastic town resist and it'll get you nowhere its all set up to bring you down. no one decides, its above our heads you've got to learn to love the corporation Its a new kind of love.