Act one
Of the world, past curtains
And we are merely players in this short run
And we throw the tomatoes
And now we've made a salad of the stage
Front, and center, no one enters
And no one ever has and we're all watching, waiting
For the action call
And though we all know how it should go
(Yeah we know it all)
To do is such a bother,
Leave it to the rest
We know the reason for our troubles
(Put a finger on)
It's always been the other
Blame it on the rest
Play our part so well
At the door we entered hollow
(Open up, say aah)
Another power fills the vacuum
Claim it for the rest
An authority has spoken
(Said to carry on)
With a finger on the bu*ton
Put you to the… Test