Artist/Band:
Genesis
Lyrics for Song: The Grand Parade of Lifeless Packaging
Lyrics for Album: Archive 1967-75 [1998]
"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
--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 recognize some of the production line,
No bite at all in labor bondage,
Just wrinkled wrappers or human bandage.
The Grand Parade of Lifeless Packaging
--All ready to use
It's the Grand Parade of Lifeless Packaging
--just need a fuse
The hall runs 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.
For the Grand Parade of Lifeless Packaging
--All ready to use
It's the Grand Parade of Lifeless Packaging
--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'll have to pay,
pay my way,
for the Grand Parade.
for the Grand Parade of Lifeless Packaging
--All ready to use
the Grand Parade of Lifeless Packaging
--just need a fuse.
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