We've taken care of everything, the words you read and the songs you sing
The pictures that give pleasure to your eye.
It's one for all and all for one. We work together, common sons.
Never need to wonder how or why
We are the priests of the temples of Syrinx.
Our great computers fill the hallowed halls
We are the priests of the temples of Syrinx.
All the gifts of life are held within our walls
Look around this world we've made, equality our stock in trade,
Come and join the brotherhood of man.
Oh what a nice, contented world, let the banners be unfurled.
Hold the red star proudly high in hand.
We are the priests of the temples of Syrinx.
Our great computers fill the hallowed halls
We are the priests of the temples of Syrinx.
All the gifts of life are held within our walls