When all the world has gone insane The men, the beasts, every living thing At the top of the trees, at the bottom of the pyramid A face in the crowd, trying to exist We paid too much significance to things We spread enough intolerance it seems Now that everything has lost its taste The food, the water hanging by a thread We had our chance, but gave in too easily Under the Sun, trying to resist We paid too much significance to things We spread enough intolerance it seems At the speed of light, we move away When all the world has gone insane Never too close, never too far Without rule, we are