The Watcher - Hawkwind

We are looking in on you now

What do you think you can do now?

You’re very small from way out here

The last thing you will feel is fear

Give you a chance to do the right thing

Give you a chance to do the bright thing

Now our sense is all disgusted

We have found you can’t be trusted

Where I come from, no-one smiles

Every inch exists in miles

Still it’s cool, relaxed and calm

Sitting here on the funny farm

World in prison screams in pain

There are no leaders you can blame

Human greed destroys your sphere

And there’s no room for you out here

You’re on your own now

You’re on your own now

You’re on your own now

You’re on your own now