This is what's happening; I can sense that something's wrong Nothing new you say, but still the show must go on
A chilly breeze of foolery is spreading ignorance and fear We seem to look the other way as long as comfort is near Whether we like it or not we are part of the machine The situation is eve worse than what they show on the screen
There is no future pacifists will need a gun Too many people in the sewers to appreciate the sun
A chilly breeze of foolery is spreading ignorance and fear We seem to look the other way as long as comfort is near And now that chilly breeze is big enough to blow away our home It ain't a mystery and one's fault except our own