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