Flick of the Finger

Say what you believe...

Woke up this morning I was laid out flat on the dark side

With the moon and the room on the wrong side

I took a needle, sewn myself right back at the seams

I saw my universal gleam

I see the wonder of life and look for the wall

Just taking a walk in the sun

In time...

In just a second like the ghost of a bad idea

I feel myself getting the fear

Come on...

Have we decided if we like being part of the plan?

The sands are shifting and there's nowhere to land

It's on...

It doesn't matter if all the best tickets are sold

And all the old stories are told

I know...

You're gonna tell me that you hear every word I say

But the future gets written today

Yeah, the future gets written today

Don't be deceived when our revolution has been finally stamped out

And they pat you paternally on the shoulder

And say that there's no inequality worth speaking of

And no more reason for fighting

Because if you believe them

They will be completely in charge in their marble homes

And granite banks from which they rob the people of the world

Under the pretense of bringing them culture...

Watch out

For as soon as it pleases them

They'll send you out to protect their gold in wars

Whose weapons rapidly developed by servile scientists

Will become more and more deadly

Until they can, with the flick of the finger

Tear a million of you to pieces