Masterplan - The Hacker, Miss Kittin

Take off in a box with wings

Landing falling into tears

Frequent trouble or sickness, at it’s best

Rock girls, should have killed them selves

You’re scared of planes?

We won’t hold your hands

No plan is the ultimate master-plan

But here we go again

Taxi driver talking like a machine

And you sit right next to me, dreaming

Safe way back home in Berlin, Minsk

When all the traffic lights are green

Show us pictures of your kids

Show us how it could have been

We may be deaf but we are not blind

We never lie we only change your minds

We don’t care about you

Music louder please, thanks

Don’t tell us what is normal

We fit in nothing of your kind

Try to repeat and you’ll be bleeding inside

We don’t care about you, and your wealth around

We don’t care about you, and your wealth around

We don’t care about you, and your wealth around

Call it darkness if you want

We will always stay under the ground

And when we will lay down from dusk till dawn

We know, we know, we’ll be already gone

We know, we know… gone

We are from the blank generation

Too proud for drug addiction

Too old to reprogram, freak out or rehab

We are from the 10th generation

We love dysfunction

Die old, and live fast

The night is young, cause we are the night