The Crowd - Intellectual

[Intro]

Oh, oh, oh!

Wrenched into the world, de-anaesthetized

Blurry images fight their way through halfway-opened eyes

Awakened by alarm, fifteen minutes of hygiene

Twenty minutes of eating, thirty seconds to the door

I looked outside, I looked into the eyes

Of the impersonal mob I've seen a thousand times before

Feelings under covers like books on a shelf

If we're scared of one another, must be scared of ourselves

More than just another crowd

We need a gathering instead

Drink, drink in the badlands

Liquid bread for the poor

Another member of the crowd goes down

To drown at the liquor store

Choose your escape in the heartlands

Of product and demand

When you feel like a wasp in the swarm

You gotta get away any way that you can

More than just another crowd

We need a gathering instead

More than just another crowd

We need a gathering instead