Sitting here on terra firma   It's the place we were meant to be   Out here kinda lost in space now   Pondering life's mysteries   All of mankind worship at the altar   Of the old mythology   But the genie's out of the bottle   Collision course with eternity      Young children playing in the chatrooms   With the freaks and the satellites   Upload to the nearest planet   Burning out at the speed of light   Better living for the masses    With the new technology   But some fool went and pushed the button   He didn't get an apology      Feeling good is the new sensation   Panacea for the Prozac nation      Heavy, heavy water   Won't wash away the sins of the father      Sacred cows sizzling in the fire   As we all go up in flames   With millions of true believers   And their unfamiliar names      On the road to good intentions   Blown to hell by our own inventions       Heavy, heavy water   Won't wash away the sins of the father   Unholy, holy water   Leading us like animals to the...      Custom made for the self-reliant   Lemonade for the thirsty giant      Heavy, heavy, water   Won't wash away the sins of the father   Unholy, holy water   Leading us like animals to the (slaughter)