In The Western World

In the western world

I wake my days, look at the world

How it laughs at a man who can have no place

Put on a smile, into the streets

How they ache for the smell of a sunny field

But still machines, they grind

And life is harder now than it has been before

They say you're mad, look at the wealth

In the western world for a boy with brains

Please come with us, we'll buy your soul

With the privilege of a chosen few

And so machines, they grind

And life is harder now than it has been before

Jungle lore

We came away from the sea

There was you, there was me, there were others

We made a home on the land

Where we found we could stand in the sunlight

Nearly there, nearly there

We fought for life in the gap

Where we found we'd a knack for survival

All forms of life were controlled

They were bought, they were sold, they were smothered

Nearly there, nearly there

If life is a plight in a jungle fight

Must we now turn on our brothers?

If life is a case of strong and weak

Will the strong now devour all the others?

Or themselves?

There is no room anymore

Nowhere left to escape, no evasion

There is no choice anymore

We must now learn to live with each other

Or implode, or implode

If life is a plight in a jungle fight

Must we now turn on our brothers?

If life is a case of strong and weak

Will the strong now devour all the others?

Or themselves?

Hey look at the race:

I wonder who is winning?

I wonder if they know it doesn't mean a thing?

Hey look at the pace:

Stability is spinning

But then it doesn't matter to a clown

A clown

Coming back

A knight in arms, a knight in dark

As he turns we are digested

A face lit up, beyond despairing

This voice that was rejected

Give it back to the shores of albion

Where the mills were first abused

Give it back to the folk in search of hope

Give it back the will to live

A strange recluse, this thought elusive

We cheated with excuses

Amid the rush of evil forces

Abusing our resources

Coming back the tide that can't be stopped

The wheels that always roll

Coming back beyond the eyes of greed

Coming back inside your soul

A nearer man was never feared

Than the one who is within you

The voice you heard before you died

As your mind was most receptive

Coming back from below through all these years

At last i hear the bells

Coming back with winds that fill the sails

Of rags, defeat and fools

Coming back the tide that can't be stopped

The wheels that always roll

Coming back with winds to fill the sails

Of rags, defeat and fools

Western world reprise

Instrumental