Coat of Arms - Wishbone Ash

Our world is shrinking

It keeps you thinking

Can we take any more?

Old men lying

Not even trying

To leave an open door

They’ll never tell ya

They’ll only fool ya

Cause it’s part of a plan

We’re multiplying

It’s stupefying

Nothing you’d understand

They’ll only game us

As they frame us

As we bend to their will

They try to shame us

And contain us

As they go for the kill

We saw the warnings

Every morning

Repeated every day

We changed the station

Our sole reaction

And then we just turned away

We heard the warnings

Every morning

Getting getting our way

The endless chatter

It didn’t matter

And we win all with the day

Our world is shrinking

It keeps you thinking

I can’t take anymore

Old men lying

Not even trying

To leave an open door