I was born in a land made of magics
And I was told nothing would be ever logic
Again and again, and again and again
Again and again, and again and again
In my world there wouldn't be any money
No more wars, only birds singing for me
Again and again, and again and again
Again and again, and again and again
There was only one thing I couldn't see
People seem to be bored and unhappy
In my home everything is electronic
Where is my phone?
I can't find it, it's microscopic
Again and again, and again and again
Again and again, and again and again
In this world with no dirt and no money
I have no goal
I can't help it, I feel whimpy
Again and again, and again and again
Again and again, and again and again
There was only one thing I couldn't see
People seem to be bored and unhappy
Again and again, and again and again
Again and again, and again and again
There was only one thing I couldn't see
People seem to be bored and unhappy
