Flat block

Of two dimensions

Neon tote board to the sky

Keeping scores of people stacked up so high

Above the ground

That all they can hear is the sound

Of the wind in the antennae

It's a human zoo

A suicide machine

Childhood

Of concrete cube-shaped

A flypaper stuck with human life

Caged up rage

Swarming hornet hive

Tear out the telephones

Rip out the pages of directories

And wreck all these

High speed lifts and elevators

Be a sabotage rebel without applause

High rise

Living in a high rise

High rise

Living in a high rise

High rise

Living in a high rise

High rise

You're all stacked up in a high rise block

High rise

Living in a high rise

High rise

Living in a high rise

High rise

Living in a high rise

High rise

All stacked up in a high rise block

Starfish

Of human blood shape

The tentacles of human gore

Spread out on the pavement from the 99th floor

Well, somebody said he jumped

But we know he was pushed

And he was just like you might have been

On the 99th floor of a suicide machine

High rise

Living in a high rise

High rise

Living in a high rise

High rise

Living in a high rise

High rise

All stacked up in a high rise block

High rise

Living in a high rise

High rise

Living in a high rise

High rise

All stacked up in a high rise block

High rise

Living in a high rise

High rise

Living in a high rise

High rise

All stacked up in a high rise block