Sometimes 30 year old songs seem like they were written yesterday. With sincerest respect and apologies to The Clash, here's an update on "London Calling" for all the obvious and less-than-obvious reasons.
Zombies calling all the unemployed towns
Feed us your babies, your houses, your rounds
Zombies calling from their robot machines
That drill like vampires, hiss like wolverines
Zombies calling still hungry for flesh
Phony Tulipmania has just been refreshed
Zombies calling from an earth lain to waste
We know that you too have that bloodthirsty taste
The reset is coming, the crowd gathering
Debt can’t stop growing, deceptions running thin
A nuclear terror, but still there’s no fear
‘Cos Wall Street is drowning and I live by the river
Zombies calling to the propaganda zone
You better believe us or you’re on your own
Zombies calling out the terrormobile
We hack your thoughts and your genitals we feel
Zombies calling with their red, blue and green
On every street corner empty and clean
Zombies calling, but you can’t see their eyes
And you’d never believe how they loaded the dies
Ascension is coming, the crowd gathering
Vibration keeps rising, the lies are wearing thin
We turn off their time-bomb and turn back our fear
‘Cos Wall Street is drowning and I live by the river
Zombies calling, yeah I laughed at them too
That movie from Pittsburgh turned out to be true!
Zombies calling from the torments of hell
One look between us and the paper wall fell!
We never knew we are one before before before
