Look at the golden zeppelin
Riding through the night sky
A hundred trillion dollars of animosity
In the fuel tank of currency
Travelling at relentless speed
Vast gas bags at enormous heat
Morrow is its passenger
And it's going to land like Hindenburg
Rise on your feet
In our homes and in our streets
Information is coming
There is no escape
By the thousands, in the millions
At omniscient pace
Information is coming
How it floods and how it reeks
Through every surface, every crack
And through the pores of our skin
Information is coming
You have to let it in
Information is coming
You have to let it in
Information is coming
You have to let it in
All left incoming
In our mailboxes
Window envelopes
And the dead letters of the law
Read one and you've read them all
Rise on your feet
In our homes and in our streets
Information is coming
There is no escape
By the thousands, in the millions
At omniscient pace
Information is coming
How it floods and how it reeks
In every country, continent
And every corner of the world
Information is coming
Through every boy and girl
Boy and girl
Boy and girl
Boy and girl
Boy and girl
