The Unblinking Eye

God would weep

if he existed

and he saw what man can do to man

He'd think that we were twisted

His unblinking eye would blink and then

He'd say not in my name you don't

you stupid little men

With your arrogance and ignorance

you do it time and time again

I must be getting old

There's a fire and a fury

driven deep into my soul

It's the helplessness that comes

from being under your control

And everything is broken

We got the High Street full of holes

The High Street's full of holes

High Street's full of holes

Five million cameras stare at us

They treat us like we're fools

Our privacy is meaningless

We're suffocating by ten thousand rules

This Kingdom's not united

Just a complicated mess

Are we in Europe

Half in Europe

Not in Europe

We're soulless, spineless, directionless

I must be getting old

There's a fire and a fury

driven deep into my soul

It's the helplessness that comes

from being under your control

And everything is broken

Stylophone!

And everything is broken

Why send our young men out to die

in wars that we don't understand

Why on earth should we be meddling

in places like Afghanistan

The price is much too high

in terms of money or our precious men

Your reasons are mysterious

and quite beyond ken

I must be getting old

There's a fire and a fury

driven deep into my soul

It's the helplessness that comes

You even sold our gold

And everything is broken