soon, the estate kiosks will fall and to get our sweets
we'll have to run all the way to tesco. sage senses
the influence of global markets and the eventual end
of lower life forms. they spit on those like us
to them we too are lower life forms.

vienna high life: it's us sat in front of our estate kiosk
munching our sweets. wind wrapped round our faces,
as if it was trying to kiss us goodbye. goodbye
and goodnight. soon the local estate kiosks will fall,
the era of easy sweets ending, vienna high life

gone to hell. the division into concepts will
blur, so sage says, maybe it's a good thing -
high time we started displaying group
heroics, as there is safety in numbers.
safety in this case will be key