| Where are my sisters? | 
| Where are my brothers? | 
| Where is my family | 
| Who takes care of each other? | 
| In the blue glow of gizmos | 
| Lurk despots in diapers | 
| And cyborgs with bullhorns | 
| And crackpots and snipers | 
| Like robots so cold | 
| With such ease they dismiss you | 
| Sooner fuck you then kiss you | 
| Sooner kick you and diss you | 
| They got networks like insects | 
| With webs of deception | 
| They’ll trap you, cocoon you | 
| Like a department of correction | 
| They come in all colors | 
| All sexes and creeds | 
| They got all kind of issues | 
| They got our kind of needs | 
| Little laboratory monkeys | 
| Raised with no hugging | 
| Just a wire cage mom | 
| And lab coats muggin' | 
| I feel your anger | 
| I feel your pain | 
| I feel the aching hole in your soul that can’t be named | 
| Yes consciousness is binary | 
| Consciousness is spinning | 
| Consciousness is a circuit | 
| When consciousness is winning | 
| Consciousness is binary | 
| Consciousness is spinning | 
| Consciousness is a circuit | 
| When consciousness is winning | 
| You gotta complete the circuit | 
| Alone there’s just no knowing | 
| Yeah energy is destructive unless it is flowing | 
| In the connection lies the spark | 
| In the connection lies the art | 
| You gotta be up in someone’s countenance | 
| Conversing with their heart | 
| You gotta complete the circuit | 
| Not just with human beings | 
| With the sky above you | 
| With the earth beneath your feet | 
| When you complete the circuit | 
| With everything that lives | 
| Borders get blurry | 
| And the rest is adjectives | 
| (Where are my sisters? | 
| Where are my brothers? | 
| Where is my family | 
| Who takes care of each other?) | 
| Consciousness is binary | 
| Consciousness is spinning | 
| Where are my sisters? | 
| Where are my brothers? | 
| Where is my family | 
| Who takes care of each other? |