She stares at the screen, at the little words of green   Tries to remember what to do next   There's a trace of frustration that crosses her face   Searching through the keys she should press      But I would help her if I only know how   But these things are a mystery to me too   And it seems to the corporate eyes they are watching   She fears for her job and the moments they are passing   I stare at her name tag and I think to myself   Both you and I, we never asked for any of this      Let's take a walk up past the chemical works   Where the sky turns green at night   We'll talk about not getting away from here   Some different kind of life      But even in the freshest mountain air   Oh, the jet fighters practice overhead   And they're drilling these hills for uranium deposits   And they'll bury the waste for our children to inherit   Though this is all done for our own benefit   I swear we never asked for any of this      Well, this golden age of communication   Means everyone just talks at the same time   And liberty just means the freedom to exploit   Any weakness that you can find      Turn off the TV just for a while   Let us whisper to each other instead   And we'll hope that the corporate ears do not listen   Lest we find ourselves committing some kind of treason   And filed in the tapes without rhyme, without reason   While they tell us that it's all for our own protection      I swear we never asked for any of this   Oh, I swear we never asked, not for any of this   Oh, I swear we never asked for any of this   Oh, I swear we never asked for any of this   Oh, I swear