we are the battery human…

sunshine, flip-flops, rod brakes and stornoway. riding isn’t all about lycra and light weight…

Where are we goin’ this fine morning?
What are we doin’ this fine day?
We’re doin’ the same as ev’ry morning!

We’re stayin’ inside on this fine morning.
Stayin’ inside on this fine day.
We’ll stare at a screen, like ev’ry morning.

And outside the window, spring is here,
And we’re gonna hibernate all year.
Under a pile of a4 snowflakes.

Cause we’re the new generation,
generation!
We are the battery human!

But we were born to be free range.
Free range.
Whoa.

We’ve got the whole world at our fingers.
We’ve got the whole world in our hands.
We get the blues as we grow richer.

Cause we need to fix out loose connection.
Out in natural World Wide Web.
Where humans evolved in three-dimention.

We were tuned in by natural selection.
And we need to go online each day.
But inside we don’t get no reception.

So join the new revolution, revolution!
To free the battery human.

Cause we were born to be free range, free range!
Whoa.

We are the new generation,
generation!
We are the battery human!

But we were born to be free range, free range!

Whoa.

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