Everybody give up your roots
Everybody thunder brights

If you create me up
Why you me destroy now
If you raise me up
Why you me funker now

If you burn me up
Why you kill me now
If you create me up
Why you breath me now

Technophobya, Technophobya,
never more

My father creator
Let’s go to the sea
Without system
For control me

No, no, no, no, technophobya
No, no, no, no, never more

In your class
Not to be teach
In your life
Not to be learn
In your school
Not to be live
In your soul
Not to be free

It’s all right
Is the nature of your life
I live under my father creator

He expect to me up
I hope he’s come on down
We live in the system
On the floor of the central low

No, no, no, never more
Never more