they're at it, at it again, at it again ohh just another day keeping dry under this leaking eye is that it again? that it again? that it again? ohh with one stroke of the pen, Orwell rotates again and cries 'cos he knows we'd be so far from love can't see when the power alone shall be army, arm me What was it again? what was it again ohh so much wool on my eyes i'm like a sheep in disguise Hazard a guess, hazard a guess, hazard a guess ohh back when you crossed the line did you ever think one day when the shower returns to the sea and finds how alone can be when the tide can no longer recede army, arm me