Uploaded November 2015 | Updated September 2026, 2 weeks ago

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This song is from the new Abney Park album, Wasteland, on sale here: abneypark.com/market

I'm alive.
And I'm kicking,
and I'm screaming
and I breathe for the first time.

And I think,
my first real thoughts.
they are unique to the world.

next comes the praise,
the admiration of all,
and all the world,
sing my praises.

Then the clone,
factories
engage gears
conveyors roll,
and here we go.

Well they'll find it, clone it, copy it, fake it, even if the clone is a lie.

Now I'm lost,
in a sea of copies,
I don't like what I'm seeing.

I feel weak,
I feel weak in the knees,
could I be,
just a copy?

Better grow,
better leave this tacky show,
where should I go?
Now here we go!

Well they'll find it, clone it, copy it, fake it, even if the clone is a lie.

I'm alive.
And I'm kicking,
and I'm screaming
and I breathe for the first time.

And I think,
my first real thoughts.
they are unique to the world.

next comes the praise,
the admiration of all,
and all the world,
sing my praises.

Then the clone,
factories
engage gears
conveyors roll,
and here we go.

Well they'll find it, clone it, copy it, fake it, even if the clone is a lie.
Well they'll find it, clone it, copy it, fake it, even if the clone is a lie.