Type 9000 (Trentemøller's Madchester Edit)

We keep'em all trying We keep'em running blind We're headed for a meltdown Buying time We keep'em all high and We keep'em full of fear We tell'em that it's alright That we got the cure (That's not living) (That's not living) We keep'em all busy We keep'em on a chain We make'em all dizzy Lost in the right lane Into the night We wither alive Kill all the lights It's the end of lie We keep'em running blind We keep'em running blind We keep'em running blind