Life in the fusion pit
Blaring techno music, full of grit
Back chanting
Dark rhythms, the very strange
Confusing issues
In electric guitar and synthesizer
Rappers chanting their phony coolness
Manly rage everywhere
Thumping drums and cranking bass
Echoing over polished chrome
And white plastic
Skritching record players
Glowing green screens
Blinding bright strobe lights
Rising to the top like ice cubes
Dangerous men in tailored suits
Flashing price tags at each other
I'm so much cooler than you
You're a little man
Just try and beat me down
I'm so much cooler than you
Blood-red sun just burning
Soldier-men sweating in their uniforms
Sun setting beneath the horizon
Sets the sky on fire
Sky burns and falls
Black smoke spreading so cruel
Choking everything burning
Dropping down to the earth below
Setting the cold urban scene
Alight, burning
Sick oily consuming flames
Deadly and corrupt
Twisting warping sickening
Just another night
In the fusion pit.