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I look out the window and I wonder at it all Staring at the circles that decorate the wall Everybody's going to come and join them all But I can't go with no one till I understand the call Don't come round for me unless you got what I Don't come round for me unless you got what I Don't come round for me unless you got what I want I want some Demystification I want some Demystification I want some Demystification about what's going on My electronic shaver won't plug into the wall Now I can't go to the party, the electrician didn't call Now I hear they're counting numbers to store them in Whitehall There's so much information, what can they do with it all Chorus Some people talk of Sheba, some they talk of God Some talk of Politicians, some they talk of love They mystify the heroes, offer chances we could take I'm not looking for escapism, I just wanna escape Chorus Aus Songtexte Mania