| Happy life with the machines | 
| Scattered around the room | 
| Look what they made, they made it for me | 
| Happy technology | 
| Outside, the lions roam | 
| Feeding on remains | 
| We’ll never leave, look at us, now | 
| So in love with the way we are | 
| Here, the world that the children made | 
| The world that the children made | 
| Here, the world that the children made | 
| Here, the world that the children made | 
| Every night, they rock us to sleep | 
| Digital family | 
| Is it real or is it a dream? | 
| Can you believe in machines? | 
| Outside, the beating sun | 
| Can you hear the screams? | 
| We’ll never leave, look at us, now | 
| So in love with the way we are | 
| Here, the world that the children made | 
| The world that the children made | 
| Here, the world that the children made | 
| Here, the world that the children made | 
| Here, the world that the children made | 
| Here, the world that the children made | 
| Happy life with the machines | 
| Scattered around the room | 
| Look what they made, they made it for me | 
| Happy technology | 
| Outside, the lions roam | 
| Feeding on remains | 
| We’ll never leave, look at us, now | 
| So in love with the way we are | 
| Here, the world that the children made | 
| The world that the children made | 
| Here, the world that the children made | 
| Here, the world that the children made | 
| Here, the world that the children made | 
| Here, the world that the children made |