In a beautiful world
We are melting
And go running
Nailed down
Somewhere lurking
Form a line
Falling over
Zip tied
Foreign spies
Foreign spies
In a beautiful world
Paved with gold
But who's counting
Way up there
And they grab a kitchen knife
Every time our backs are turned
Foreign spies
Foreign spies
Foreign spies
Foreign spies
Foreign spies
It's a beautiful world