{Joshua, Tyler, and the Workers make their way back into the factory floor.}

Brendon
Now everybody knows that walls have ears,

Joshua
Is it true...?

Workers
Is it true...?

Nico
What's that noise?

Brendon
And the walls had heard what the boy was saying.

Joshua
Is it true...?

Workers
Is it true...?

Nico
It's the boy!

Brendon
A million tons of stone and steel...

Joshua
Is it true...?

Workers
Is it true...?

Brendon
Echoed his refrain

Workers
Low, keep your head, keep your head low
Oh, you gotta keep your head low
If you wanna keep your head
Oh, you gotta keep your head low
Keep your head, keep your head low
Oh, you gotta keep your head low
If you wanna keep your head
Oh, you gotta—

Why do we turn away when our brother is bleeding?
Oh, keep your head—
Why do we build the wall and then call it freedom?
Oh, keep your head—
If we're free
Tell me why
I can't look in my brother's eye?
Keep your head—

Nico
Young man
Got to hand it to you
Guess you don't scare easy, do ya?
Are you brave or stupid, son?
Doesn't matter which one
'Cause it seems your song made quite a strong impression on my wife
But it takes more than singin' songs to keep a boy in your arms

Take it from a man no longer young
If you want to hold a boy, son
Hang a chain around his throat
Made of many carat gold
Shackle him from wrist to wrist
With sterling silver bracelets
Fill his pockets full of stones
Precious ones, diamonds
Bind him with a golden band
Take it from an old man

Workers
Oh!

Joshua
If I raise my voice—

Bishop 3
If I raise my voice

Bishop 1
If I raise my voice

Workers
Keep your head low

Tyler
If I raise my head—

Bishop 3
If I raise my head

Bishop 2
If I raise my head

Workers
Keep your head low

Tyler
Could I change my fate?

Bishop 3
Could I change—

Bishop 1
Could I change—

Tyler & Bishops
Could I change my fate?

Workers
Oh, you gotta keep your head low

Joshua
If I raise my voice could I—

Workers
Keep your head low!

Joshua & Tyler
Could I change the way it is?

Workers
Why do we turn away instead of standing with him?
Oh, keep your head—
Why are we digging our own graves for a living?
Oh, keep your head—
If we're free
Tell me why
We can't even stand upright?
If we're free
Tell me when
We can stand with our fellow man
Keep your head—

Nico
Young man, I was young once too
Sang a song of love like you
Son, I too, was left behind
Turned on one too many times
Now I sing a different song
One I can depend upon
A simple tune, a steady beat
The music of machinery
You hear that heavy metal sound?
The symphony of Dematown

And in this symphony of mine
Of power cords and power lines
Young man, you can strum your lyre
I have strung the world in wire
Young man, you can sing your ditty
I CONDUCT THE ELECTRIC CITY!

I'll tell you what, young man,
Since my wife is such a fan,
And since I'm going to count to three,
And put you out of your misery.

Nico & Workers
One!

Nico
—give me one more song
One more song before I send you

Nico & Workers
Two!

—to the great beyond
Where nobody can hear you singing

Nico & Workers
Three!

Nico
—sing a song for me
Make me laugh, make me weep
Make the king feel young again
Sing for an old man!