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
Chorus
