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It's the age of the Micro Man
Who sees the detail but never the plan
It's the time of the tiny creep
Who pulls the levers while he falls asleep
25 years of social research

It's the age of the insect man
Who pushes buttons and takes back the can
It's the age of the Micro Man
Who sees the detail but never the plan
25 years of social research
25 years of social research

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