Aurelio Voltaire - The Industiral Revolution (And How It Ruined My Life) lyrics

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Aurelio Voltaire - The Industiral Revolution (And How It Ruined My Life) lyrics

Once long ago there was a time In what now seems a distant land Each small boutique Was precious Was unique Because every little thing was made by hand And then...there came....a revolution The progress of production was it's aim Now instead of one there are many And each costs just one penny But every single one is just the same Now there's a.... Starbucks on every bloody corner McDonalds on every f**ing street There's White castle, Wendy's then Wal mart And then it all repeats If you're the kind that looks down on the ma**es Even for you there's a feint Get some New Rocks or a pair of Docs Put just like those who ain't And that is how (Tell us how!) It came to be (How can this be?!) After two long centuries That in the name (Whats in the name!?) Of human greed (Human greed!) The Industrial Revolution fixed everything for me And now if one does well with the business They open 2 more and then 3 They buy in bulk get big ma**ive hulks At which point it's nearly free As they grow bigger their prices grow lower Until they become a chain The smaller stores all shut all their doors And buckle 'neath the strain And that is how (Tell us how!) It came to be (How can this be?!) After two long centuries That in the name (Whats in the name!?) Of human greed (Human greed!) The Industrial Revolution fixed everything for everyone It came into our lives and gave us uniformity By taking choice away from you and me And that is how (Tell us how!) It came to be (How can this be?!) After two long centuries That in the name (Whats in the name!?) Of human greed (Human greed!) The Industrial Revolution fixed everything for every bloody one It came into our lives and gave us uniformity By taking choice away from you and me (Taking choice away from me!) Taking choice away from you and me! And now the machines are working tirelessly Through all night and day Making garbage of our image for a world that's "Made our way" They won't stop! Until every inch from Puru to Bombay Looks like a Mall like the U.S. of A