2112 (Live In Germany, 1979)

And the meek shall inherit the earth

We've taken care of everything

The words you read, the songs you sing

The pictures that give pleasure to your eye

It's one for all, and all for one

We work together, common son

Never need to wonder how or why

We are the Priests of the Temples of Syrinx

Our great computers fill the hallowed halls

We are the Priests of the Temples of Syrinx

All the gifts of life are held within our walls

Look around at this world we've made

Equality, our stock-in-trade

Come and join the Brotherhood of Man

Oh, what a nice, contented world

Let the banners be unfurled

Hold the Red Star proudly high in hand

We are the Priests of the Temples of Syrinx

Our great computers fill the hallowed halls

We are the Priests of the Temples of Syrinx

All the gifts of life are held within our walls

What can this strange device be?

When I touch it, it gives forth a sound

It's got wires that vibrate and give music

What can this thing be that I found?

See how it sings like a sad heart

And joyously screams out its pain

Sounds that build high like a mountain

Or notes that fall gently like rain

I can't wait to share this new wonder

The people will all see its light

Let them all make their own music

The Priests praise my name on this night

I know it's most unusual to come before you so

But I've found an ancient miracle

I thought that you should know

Listen to my music and hear what it can do

There's something here as strong as life

I know that it will reach you

Yes, we know, it's nothing new, it's just a waste of time

We have no need for ancient ways, the world is doing fine

Another toy that helped destroy the elder race of man

Forget about your silly whim, it doesn't fit the plan, no

I can't believe you're saying these things just can't be true

Our world could use this beauty, just think what we might do

Listen to my music and hear what it can do

There's something here that's as strong as life

I know that it will reach you

Don't annoy us further! Oh, we have our work to do

Just think about the average, what use have they for you?

Another toy that helped destroy the elder race of man

Forget about your silly whim, it doesn't fit the plan!

I wandered home through silent streets

And fell into a fitful sleep

Escape to realms beyond the night

Dream, can't you show me the light?

I stand atop a spiral stair

An oracle confronts me there

He leads me on light years away

Through astral nights, galactic days

I see the works of gifted hands

That grace this strange and wondrous land

I see the hand of man arise

With hungry mind and open eyes

They left our planets long ago

The elder race still learn and grow

Their power grows with purpose strong

To claim the home where they belong

Home to tear the Temples down, home to change!

The sleep is still in my eyes, the dream is still in my head

I heave a sigh and sadly smile and lie awhile in bed

I wish that it might come to pass, not fade like all my dreams

Just think of what my life might be in a world like I have seen!

I don't think I can carry on, carry on this cold and empty life

Oh, no!

My spirits are low in the depths of despair

My lifeblood… spills over

Attention all Planets of the Solar Federation

Attention all Planets of the Solar Federation

Attention all Planets of the Solar Federation

We have assumed control

We have assumed control

We have assumed control