The tone of voices has changed round my way And the flags have gone berserk It flooded in on the roads and by-ways On a wave of pain and hurt The population are pointing fingers And they say that heads will roll The puppets line up for lord and master It's for they whom the bell tolls But you see It's them it's not me I wasn't made for times like these Where could we find Strength to be kind They made a cage of their beliefs Would that we start again but maybe that's naïve Old tape of fallen empire Of a culture under siege An apathetic and hopeless place If you don't like it you can leave So barricade all the doors and windows Of your large suburban home Lay back and think of the Queen of England While they tear away your soul But you see It's them it's not me I wasn't made for times like these Where could we find Strength to be kind They made a cage of their beliefs Would that we start again but maybe that's naïve But you see It's them it's not me I wasn't made for times like these Where could we find Strength to be kind They made a cage of their beliefs Why would you care Stay unaware Your ignorance gives you relief Would that we start again but maybe that's naïve That's naïve