Wishbone Ash Coat Of Arms
Our world is shrinking
It keeps you thinking
Can we take any more?
Old men lying, not even trying
To leave an open door
They'll never tell ya
They'll only fool ya
Cause it's part of a plan
We're multiplying, it's stupefying
Nothing you'd understand
They'll only game us
As they frame us
As we bend to their will
They try to shame us
And contain us
As they go for the kill
We saw the warnings
Every morning
Repeated every day
We changed the station
Our sole reaction
And then we just turned away
