Songtext von Micro man

It's the age of the Micro Man, who sees the detail but never the plan It's the time of the tiny creep, who pulls the levers while he falls asleep Twenty five years of social research It's the age of the insect man who pushes buttons and takes back the can It's the age of the Micro Man who sees the detail but never the plan Twenty five years of social research Twenty five years of social research