The Deepsea Goes - Ungdomshuset Lyrics

Amber's dying as you watch her fade to dust
Like a cigarette borrowed from a forgotten stranger
Leaves a trail of spoilt eggs in the yellowed grass
Broiled in desert heat, medium well & sunny side up

She'd walk right past men chained to automobiles
Lay on the concrete & let them crawl past
Cogs push papers into slots that lead nowhere
Machine teaches want for worthless distraction

If all the people vanished in one night
Production
Would forge ahead
Embattled gears push themselves on & on
Abstraction
Of modern life
Possession
No future plans