Who is scared of Y2K?

Maybe Y2K will bring the rain.
Maybe Y2K will bring the rain.

We stood on the hill
And looked at the town;
The bright lights
The magical sound-
A wonder sustained by the miracle chip,
But we know the microchip’s sick.

Who’s afraid of Y2K?
Who’s afraid, who’s afraid of Y2K?

Maybe Y2K will bring the rain.
Maybe Y2K will bring the rain.

And the lights will go out,
And the main-frames will fall,
As cars, trains and aeroplanes stall.
And all of the things we use and we need
Will break down or fall obsolete.

Maybe Y2K will bring the rain.
Maybe Y2K will bring the rain.

And maybe we’ll find,
When the rains clear,
New ways to operate here.
When all of the things that get in the way
Of real life, have been washed away.
 
Who’s afraid of Y2K?
Who’s afraid, who’s afraid of Y2K?

All the banks and the markets,
The corporate chain-
All washed away by the rain.
And the towers in the city,
And all that they do
To keep life in the hands of the few.

Who’s afraid of Y2K?
Who’s afraid, who’s afraid of Y2K?

And we’ll stand on the hill,
Mesmerized,
As the main-frames come back to life.
And instead of support for what used to be
They’ll switch on to empower and free.
 
Who’s afraid of Y2K?
Who’s afraid, who’s afraid of Y2K?

Maybe Y2K will bring the rain…