Flick of the finger

Woke up this morning, I was laid out flat on the dark side
With the moon and the room on the wrong side
I took a needle, sewed myself right back at the seams
I saw my universal gleam

I see the wonder of life and love for the one
Taking a walk in the sun
In time, in just a second like the ghost of a bad idea
I feel myself getting the fear

Come on, have we decided if we like being part of the plan?
The sands are shifting and there’s nowhere to land
It’s on, it doesn’t matter if all of the best tickets are sold
And all the old stories are told
I know, you’re gonna tell me that you hear every word I say
But the future gets written today
Yeah, the future gets written today

Don’t be deceived when our revolution has been stamped out
And pat you eternally on the shoulder and say that there’s no inequality worth speaking of
And no more reason to fight, because if you believe them
They will be completely in charge in their marble homes and granite banks from which they rob the people of the world
Under the pretense of bringing them culture
Watch out, for as soon as it pleases them they’ll send you out to protect their gold
In wars whose weapons, rapidly developed by servile scientists, will become more and more deadly
Until they can with a flick of the finger tear a million of you to pieces