the watcher

Motorhead

We are looking in on you now,
What do you think you can do now,
It´s very small from way out here,
The last thing you will feel is fear,
Give you a chance to do the right thing,
Give you a chance to do the bright thing,
Now our sense is all disgusted,
Where you´re from you can´t be trusted,

Where I come from no-one smiles,
Every inch exists in miles,
Still it´s cool relaxed and calm,
Sitting here on the Funny Farm,

World in prison screams in pain,
There are no leaders you can blame,
Human greed destroys your sphere,
And there´s no room for you out here,
You´re on your own now