The holes that filled the Albert Hall, waste disposal park
I wanna go where flowers grow, I want to but I can't
The flower rich lowland grass is disappearing fast
The bluebells in the forest groan as we breathe our last

I think I'll go to the exchange like in Soylent Green
I mean to go to all the places where I've never been
I wanna see all the things that I've never seen
I think I'll go to the exchange like in Soylent Green

So what is eight point six months to the corporate span
I'm global warming to the idea that they do it 'cause they can
And for the Snowdon Lily in the beachy wood
Some poetic inspiration if I only could

I think I'll go to the exchange like in Soylent Green
I mean to go to all the places where I've never been
I wanna see all the things that I've never seen
I think I'll go to the exchange like in Soylent Green

Twenty two million tons of rubbish coming down on me
How on earth am I ever gonna be free

When Edward G. Robinson went 'round his final bend
We all know what the big payoff was, we eat ourselves in the end
Twenty two million tons of rubbish in the neighbourhood
For some poetic inspiration if I only could

I think I'll go to the exchange like in Soylent Green
I mean to go to all the places where I've never been
I wanna see all the things that I've never seen
I think I'll go to the exchange like in Soylent Green

Make room, make room!
Like in Soylent Green
Like in Soylent Green
Like in Soylent Green

I think I'll go home now, watch Soylent Green