What fresh hell is this?
All ye voyeurs and narcissists
We are the bastard children of a thousand love songs
Children set free in the wild
Honey child, I’m a napalm serenade ready for the epilogue
Bottle rocket baby, I’m a sinner in the synagogue
Idiot savant, really I’m a dilettante
But tonight I can be anything thing that I want

Step one, I connect and inject a directive
Right into the neck of the digital collective
And once infected it’ll spread like a flame
Can’t reign or contain the information in my veins
I’m a counter-culture vulture circling cowboys on the plain
Of the world wide web or wild wild west
You know to me it’s all the same
And all around the Starfleet they coming out they carseats
And looking for a heartbeat, don’t they know that

After midnight all these hearts are turning digital
Forgive the children of the cloud
After midnight all these hearts no longer physical
Long live the children of the cloud


Hey you get off my cloud
I’m endowed with the right to take a virtual life
We hashtag these bodybags and smoke Instagrams
While we can, got the world in the palm of my hand
I’ll be damned, I’m a dominatrix with a fix
Yeah, we’re living in the Matrix, I think I saw a glitch
This attraction isn’t natural, it’s actually a trap
So you got a broken heart? Well theres an app for that

Now do you want it? I don’t know
Do you need it? Maybe so
It’s WTF OMG TMI LMFAO
We put the "end" in "friends" and t put the "lie" in believe
And then we dangle from the mangled tangled web we weave
And I concede that I’m a bitter politician, digital aborigine
Original magician, switching with the ace up in my sleeve
And all around the Starfleet they coming out they're carseats
And looking for a heartbeat, don’t they know that

After midnight all these hearts are turning digital
Forgive the children of the cloud
After midnight all these hearts no longer physical
Long live the children of the cloud
After midnight all these hearts will start a ritual
Forgive the children of the cloud
After midnight all these hearts will need a miracle
Long live the children of the cloud

Clouds overhead and it looks like rain
Now the sky gonna cry are you not entertained
So ladies grab your fellas
Fellas grab your umbrellas
Sing it loud
We are the children of the cloud

Clouds overhead and it looks like a storm
No shelter from the Helter Skelter
Here to keep us warm
So ladies grab your fellas
Fellas grab your umbrellas
Sing it loud
We are the children of the cloud

What fresh hell is this?
A bonfire for the arsonist
We are the poster children for a thousand swan songs
Children set free in the cloud
Sing it loud, I’m an artificial heartthrob
Armed with a megabomb
Dead man moonwalking
Talking revolution
And all around the Starfleet they're coming out they carseats
And looking for a heartbeat, don’t they know that

After midnight all these hearts are turning digital
Forgive the children of the cloud
After midnight all these hearts no longer physical
Long live the children of the cloud
After midnight all these hearts are turning digital
Forgive the children of the cloud
After midnight all these hearts no longer physical
Long live the children of the cloud
After midnight all these hearts will start a ritual
Take off the dress and live it loud
After midnight all these hearts will need a miracle
Long live the children of the cloud