[Beeping sound]
[Female voice:] We must beat the bomb and the gun. We must protect the law-abiding citizen, wherever they are in the United Kingdom, always
[Beeping sound]
[Male voice:] The police and soldiers are required if necessary to shoot to kill to maintain order. That is civil defence in nuclear war
Beg the question, bend the truth
Bail out the basement while there's holes in the roof
In the beginning they said there was light
Well there ain't much left of it now
We're lost in the darkness, searching sound and sight
Of an answer to the what, where, and how
We're talking about freedom while we're locked in a cell
Dreaming of a world without war
Forced to live on the boundaries of hell
Like no-one's ever thought of peace before
But what's the point of preaching peace if it's something you don't feel?
What's the point of talking love if you think that love ain't real?
Where's the hope in hopelessness? Where's the truth in lies?
Don't hold my hand if you can't look me in the eyes
Beg the question, bend the truth
Bail out the basement while there's holes in the roof
In the beginning they said there was light
But somebody's burnt out a fuse
And now we're all lost in eternal night
Looking for a candle to use
Lots of little candles of isolated hope
Frail little flames in the gale
Lost little people who just can't cope
Just knocking their heads on the nail
What's the point of talking freedom if you just protect yourself?
What's the point of preaching sharing as you accumulate your wealth?
It's so easy to be giving if the things you give ain't real
It's easy to lie if you ignore the things you feel
[Female voice:] We must beat the bomb and the gun. We must protect the law-abiding citizen, wherever they are in the United Kingdom, always
[Beeping sound]
[Male voice:] The police and soldiers are required if necessary to shoot to kill to maintain order. That is civil defence in nuclear war
Beg the question, bend the truth
Bail out the basement while there's holes in the roof
In the beginning they said there was light
Well there ain't much left of it now
We're lost in the darkness, searching sound and sight
Of an answer to the what, where, and how
We're talking about freedom while we're locked in a cell
Dreaming of a world without war
Forced to live on the boundaries of hell
Like no-one's ever thought of peace before
But what's the point of preaching peace if it's something you don't feel?
What's the point of talking love if you think that love ain't real?
Where's the hope in hopelessness? Where's the truth in lies?
Don't hold my hand if you can't look me in the eyes
Beg the question, bend the truth
Bail out the basement while there's holes in the roof
In the beginning they said there was light
But somebody's burnt out a fuse
And now we're all lost in eternal night
Looking for a candle to use
Lots of little candles of isolated hope
Frail little flames in the gale
Lost little people who just can't cope
Just knocking their heads on the nail
What's the point of talking freedom if you just protect yourself?
What's the point of preaching sharing as you accumulate your wealth?
It's so easy to be giving if the things you give ain't real
It's easy to lie if you ignore the things you feel
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