Watch the man of science working See him twist and torture life Just dissecting, never caring Wields his scalpel like a knife
See the social planners planning How to bend us to their mold For our own good they'll direct us All they're asking is control
Icarus your wings are melting Never will you reach the sun Though you feel your spirit soaring Your proud wings shall come undone Your proud wings shall come undone
See the test-tube babies forming All alike in even rows Mutant robots in the making Numbered tags upon their toes
For the dictocrats convenience See them catalogue our lives Hear computer giants ticking Thought police control our lives
Icarus your wings are melting Never will you reach the sun Though you feel your spirit soaring Your proud wings shall come undone Your proud wings shall come undone