I see they're building havens for the ones Who don't wanna live next to us A splendid separation of us The lower class and the wealthy scum THEY'RE DESIGNING THEIR OWN SAFE REALITY WHITE PICKET FENCES, A CAPITALIST DYNASTY A MILLION MILES AWAY FROM ALL THE MISERY They're well-fed sons and daughters of might Paying for a place that's free From the monster once created by their forefathers The capitalistic society THEY'RE DESIGNING Artificial cities for the rich To ease their obsession for property Artificial streets to walk For those who've got the right economy THEY'RE DESIGNING