The Ballad (Atom Heart And The Systematic Errors)

When the working day is done

I refuse to belong to anyone.

And at night when I try to sleep

I hear the house of commerce in my dreams

Somehow, someone, somewhere

Owns everything I do.

Somehow, someone, somewhere

Owns all of me and owns all of you.

There's no charge,

There's no crime,

But we're all doing time.

To be honest there's not much I can do

But to sing a bad ballad for you.

I could suggest sabotage,

But success might prove a mirage.

'cause Somehow, someone, somewhere

Owns everything I do.

Somehow, someone, somewhere

Owns all of me and owns all of you.