There's a clash of tunnel vision Work and play, live and die in corridors People turning subterranean And digging in for the fall There's a flag arms to call a nation Make the break from school to dole queue People turning radioactive Beep beep the sensor beeps it out. come on Let's escape this cold world comfort Make the break, i'll meet you on the surface There's a mood but no legislation No guarantee it's a tabloid reality People making good connections Write, write, write... it up for us all Let's escape this cold war comfort Make the break. i'll meet you on the surface
