Cyborgs

I've seen through time and it is purple But the leaves they are still green Coffee's only a dime but it's yellow Stir in the sugar and the tangerine But the cyborgs rule the plains And you, you best behave There's no War but there's too much steam No more Mountainside, no more mountain streams The cyborgs they are alright, that's what you must believe Now that the problem here is no longer between you or me You better sit and smile, because the thought police Will grab you and rape your dreams There's no war cause there's no one left to fight Gone are religious feuds there gone with the night And they took my dear friend Jane Took her away and wasted her on the plains