When all this revolution is over, he sits down on a highly polished floor while
his dizziness fades away. It is an empty modern hallway and the dreamdoll
saleslady sits at the reception desk. Without prompting she goes into her rap:
"This is the Grand Parade of Lifeless Packaging, those you are about to
see are all in for servicing, except for a small quantity of our new product,
in the second gallery. It is all the stock required to cover the existing
arrangements of the enterprise. Different batches are distributed to area
operators, and there are plenty of opportunities for the large investor. They
stretch from the costly care-conditioned to the most reasonable
mal-nutritioned. We find here that everyone`s looks [bad word] them. Except for the
low market mal-nutritioned, each is provided with a guarantee for a successful
birth and trouble free infancy. There is however only a small amount of
variable choice potential - not too far from the mean differential. You see,
the roof has predetermined the limits of ac
tion of any group of packages, but individuals may move off the path if their
diversions are counter-balanced by others." 

"It`s the last great adventure left to mankind"
- Screams a drooping lady
offering her dreamdolls at less than extortionate prices,
and as the notes and coins are taken out
I`m taken in, to the factory floor.
for the Grand Parade of Lifeless Packaging
- All ready to use
the Grand Parade of Lifeless Packaging
- I just need a fuse.
Got people stocked in every shade,
Must be doing well with trade.
Stamped, addressed, in odd fatality.
That evens out their personality.
With profit potential marked by a sign,
I can recognise some of the production line,
No bite at all in labour bondage,
Just wrinkled wrappers or human bandage.
Grand Parade of Lifeless Packaging
- All ready to use
it`s the Grand Parade of Lifeless Packaging
- I just need a fuse.

As he wanders along the line of packages, Rael notices a familiarity in some of
their faces. He [bad word] upon some of the members of his old gang and
worries about his own [bad word] out through the factory floor, he catches
sight of his brother John with a number 9 stamped on his forehead. 
The [bad word] like clockwork
Their hands mark out the time;
Empty in their fullness
Like a frozen pantomime.
Everyone`s a sales representative
Wearing slogans in their shrine.
Dishing out failsafe superlative,
Brother John is No. 9.
it`s the Grand Parade of Lifeless Packaging
- All ready to use
it`s the Grand Parade of Lifeless Packaging
- I just need a fuse.
The decor on the ceiling
has planned out their future day
I see no sign of free will,
so I guess I have to pay,
pay my way,
for the Grand Parade...
it`s the Grand Parade of Lifeless Packaging
- All ready to use
it`s the Grand Parade of Lifeless Packaging
- I just need a fuse.