Fingers press the keys for interface
The printer taps the words across the page
We have gotten men upon the moon
And babies from a spoon
In this high tech finely tuned computer age
Chorus:
But we`ve got no system
No system for love
We`ve got no system
No system for love
There`s this vast land of resources
That won`t apply to rules
We`ve got these prehistoric tools...
These hearts inside of us
But we`ve got no system for love
Satellites twist pictures home to earth
And high-rise office files store paperwork
We`ve got the airwaves in control
And wires strung pole-to-pole
We`ve got a record of each soul from date of birth
Chorus
There are temples and steeples
And billions of people
And so much potential
We haven`t even touched
`cause we`ve got no system
No system for love