The Information Lyrics - The Information - Beck

The information is laughing at us, 

The ticker tape feeds the night. 

Looking for a lost transmission, 

A heaven that we left behind. 

When the information comes, 

We'll know what we're made from. 

And the skyline rising, 

Highrise eyes see through you. 

Say hello to a mannequin, 

The ghost of an automaton. 

The witching hour is summoning up, 

Armies where they don't belong. 

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When the information comes, 

We'll know what we're made from. 

And the skyline rising, 

Highrise eyes see through you. 

She's the sister of avarice, 

The wife of a poisonous tide. 

She's the eye of a battle of storms 

That sees where the atoms collide. 

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When the information comes, 

We'll know what we're made from. 

And the skyline rising, 

Highrise eyes see through you.