The Wreck-Age

Tygers of Pan Tang

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We're frightened by the arms race
We're frightened by nuclear waste
We're frightened by this stale mate
We're frightened by the growing hate

Who cares about humanity
Who cares about you and me
The results are plain to see

Living in the wreck-age
How did we reach this stage
Living in the wreck-age
Living in the wreck-age
Living between the blades
Living in the wreck-age

They keep their secrets from us
And they expect our trust
They never believe what they're told
And they tell us we must

It's always the same
It will never change
There will be no refrain