I look out the window and I wonder at it all

Staring at the circles that decorate the wall

Everybody's going to come and join them all

But I can't go with no one till I understand the call



Don't come round for me unless you got what I

Don't come round for me unless you got what I

Don't come round for me unless you got what I want

I want some Demystification

I want some Demystification

I want some Demystification about what's going on



My electronic shaver won't plug into the wall

Now I can't go to the party, the electrician didn't call

Now I hear they're counting numbers to store them in Whitehall

There's so much information, what can they do with it all



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Some people talk of Sheba, some they talk of God

Some talk of Politicians, some they talk of love

They mystify the heroes, offer chances we could take

I'm not looking for escapism, I just wanna escape



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