Whispering Fools - Mike Batt

Sons of the State

Resigned to their fate

They follow their orders they don't break laws

Working for the cause

Like doctors in the dark

They stab for the heart

And talking profoundly stumble numbly on

Everything is wrong

Whispering fools

I seem to be surrounded by

Whispering fools

I seem to be hounded by

Whispering fools

Like rats on the run

They hide from the sun

They programme themselves to get through every day

Throw their lives away

They're cold in the night

Don't know what it's like

To feel anything for someone like I do

When I think of you

Whispering fools

I seem to be surrounded by

Whispering fools

I seem to be hounded by

Whispering fools

Whispering fools

I seem to be surrounded by

Whispering fools

I seem to be hounded by

Whispering fools