Witnesses

No change, no pleasure, no jokes, no sex No choice, no morals, no ethics, no depth No colour, no fight, no freedom, no life Profound creation, temptation is swept I... hear... knocking... on my door I wonder how it's possible That I just sit here in my room Watching some TV Thinking of nothing and nothing And I don't know how Does anybody have the nerve To come in to my door And sell the world of God I wonder what's the remedy And I can move on with my life Before you people are through With the extinction of the universe You save the world from me You save the world from me I wonder who will be left over I wonder what's the remedy And I can move on with my life Before you people are through With the extinction of the universe You save the world from me You save the world from me I wonder who will be left over You save the world from me You save the world from me I wonder who will be left over You save the world from me You save the world from me I wonder who will be left over