The Villagers

The villagers are out tonight

Uptight and bored

They're pushin' you underground

On wintry days

They stand and gaze

Outlined in black

And ignorant villagers

Dark shadows house a sleepy malice

In the back-brain of everybody you meet

Man is the village animal

United by the glue of our loathsome qualities

We are sneaking peeping toms in revolt against each other

The villagers are most insane

They live to die anonymous

And muted to villagers

In revolt against the other

But not against the rules

So in the space age, the village idiot rules

On TV for all to see

As some good men walk the streets

The villagers

You can't get lost, you can't get lost

In the village of space, you can't get lost