Tunnel Vision 

More summits in the summertime

More well respected lunatics

Exercise, Tunnel Vision

Utopia, myopia

Symptomatic of the politicians

Modern minds, Tunnel Vision

 

Metal dug from out the earth

By men who don't know what it's worth

And shipped away to foreign lands

And put to use by dangerous hands

That use precision engineering

 

Soap opera for the idiots

While discussions in a bunker basement

Oh, they never get on Television

More well intentioned radicals

Giving sense, a dirty reputation

Nothing new, to Tunnel Viewers...

 

Somewhere North in shining cells

Are metals that we made ourselves

Where grey-haired men in sterile chambers

Checking maths and painting danger

Load the meory for the gyros

And the cells that spin the servos (?)

Manufacture someone else's very own rebounding hell