Keith was the sole inhabitant   Keith was the sole inhabitant   Keith woke beside the fountain   From his dreams of china mountains   Far from the clatter of these autobanks   That keep chucking up money!   It turned into the kind of joke   That Keith feels isn't funny   White City   White City      Keith talked in alphanumerals   Keith talked in alphanumerals   Keith built a drug cathedral   Shape of an octahedron   Where he could hide from young Orwellians   Who would trample their brothers!   A thin white powder film on everything   But soot is the colour of   The White City   White City   White City      So - are you happy   With this vision you've created   Should have known you'd never rest   Til we're all incinerated   And you know you are the best.