Sitting here staring br At a downed power line br Computers shut down br without access br br People in their cubes br Like little army ants br Lost without a meaning br Or a purpose br br And I’m wondering about the words br That I would have said to you br If I had spoken of the notebook br I had written br br Now your somewhere else br And I’m in a place br With a downed power line br And no access br br And to me br it's a lost generation br A shell of a capsule br Which has broken br br Where towers once fell br And debt mountains tall br Spinning on a spiral’s br tilted axis. br br I’m in a plot br That I never should have known br In a life of a movie br unpredicted br br Where the heroes are the villains br And the villains are the banks br Paid for from the pockets br Of the people br br They tell you to be smart br To get an education br To be like your parents br Or be better br br But what they don’t understand br Is that we never had a chance br When the moneys in the hands br Of the 'masters' br br They sit by their desks br With empty role calls br Trying to fix the problems br Of consumption br br And you can't watch the news br Without a congressional fool br Telling you to save br And be prudent. br br But the budget overflows br And no one seems to know br Just what 800 billion br Means for china. br br It’s like a bottle filled with sand br Where free trade stands br an army of a shadow br of an empire.