Financial Zone
Down in the financial zone,
The steam comes from beneath the pavement,
High on stress or high on speed,
Nobody wants to know,
Broken vending machine and yellow paint,
Smells like nothing and smells like plastic chemicals,
Nobody wants to know, no
Elevator is going down,
It's thirty flights to welcome ground,
Eyes on plastic numbers,
Nobody wants to know,
He thinks of when his father died,
He felt nothing,
It's some kind of psychic suicide,
As the elevator doors open,
It's over,
It's over,
It's over,
It's over
It might as well be in the desert,
The daily killings and the lifeless land,
It's hollow and it's pale,
It's silent as it's blind,
It's not just me or what I see,
But a simple calculation,
Nobody wants to know,
It's over,
It's over,
It's over,
It's over
Zona Financiera
En la zona financiera,
El vapor sale de debajo del pavimento,
Muy estresado o muy acelerado,
Nadie quiere saber,
Máquina expendedora rota y pintura amarilla,
Huele a nada y huele a químicos plásticos,
Nadie quiere saber, no
El ascensor está bajando,
Son treinta pisos hasta el suelo de bienvenida,
Ojos en números de plástico,
Nadie quiere saber,
Piensa en cuando su padre murió,
No sintió nada,
Es una especie de suicidio psíquico,
Cuando las puertas del ascensor se abren,
Se acabó,
Se acabó,
Se acabó,
Se acabó
Podría estar en el desierto,
Los asesinatos diarios y la tierra sin vida,
Es hueco y pálido,
Es silencioso como ciego,
No soy solo yo o lo que veo,
Sino un simple cálculo,
Nadie quiere saber,
Se acabó,
Se acabó,
Se acabó,
Se acabó