This system is an adrift car Leading down toward the bottom of a slope Its driver got a buzz, swimming with the sharks He muscled his way up to do what’s evil Choler picked up speed Leading its followers in the wrong way Those who hangs out with hybrid breed On downhill he will accelerate even no brakes Crossing the double hand at full speed This system is like a ship without a rudder Its bulwark has fallen, there’s no dinghies The propeller’s stopped and the water becomes rubber Just turn the prow to starboard of lost dreams If you can get a single real dream Even if you shipwreck you will still swim But any unreality that you believe in It will make you stumble, stumble on nothing