Type — текст песни (Living Colour)

Stereotype

Monotype

Blood type

Are you my type?

Minimalism

Abstract expressionism

Postmodernism

Is it?



We are the children of concrete and steel

This is the place where the truth is concealed

This is the time when the lie is revealed

Everything is possible, but nothing is real



Corporate religion

Televangahypnotism

Suffer till you die

For the sweet-bye-and-bye

Science and technology, the new mythology

Look deep inside

Empty



We are the children of concrete and steel

This is the place where the truth is concealed

This is the time when the lie is revealed

Everything is possible, but nothing is real



Everything that goes around

Comes around



Hypothetical

Theoretical

Circumstantial evidence

Irrelevance

Dont think twice

Just roll the dice

Pay the price

Snake eyes



We are the children of concrete and steel

This is the place where the truth is concealed

This is the time when the lie is revealed

Everything is possible, but nothing is real



We are the children of concrete and steel

This is the place where your fate has been sealed

This is the time when your life is revealed

Everything is possible, but nothing is real



Everything that goes around

Comes around...