Speeding through landscapes stopping for no one  Cutting the air not avoiding the coastline  Don't stop for breath there's no point in breathing  There's dust on your face but it dries up the bleeding  Can you hear me  Are you receiving  Hello, hello this is Luddite Joe  Calling MAYDAY, calling MAYDAY  Scanning the bandwidth frequency skipping  Pinning your hopes on an effigy of yourself  Deus ex machina is the wind that controls you  There's a gun in your mouth but you're frightened to use it  Can you hear me  Do you receive me  Hello, hello this is Luddite Joe  Calling MAYDAY, calling MAYDAY  Watching and waiting nightfall to daybreak  The screeen is your window, white noise and fading  Your sex is your own, gotta make do with yourself  How long have you got, better face the facts there's no one else  Can you hear me  Are you receiving  Hello, hello this is Luddite Joe  Calling MAYDAY, calling MAYDAY  (F.Tovey)