Fools on the Hill

The men with the foolish grins chatter away Day after day, alone on the hill

But nobody listens to them

We can see that they are just fools

They never give us answers

But the fools on the hill

See the sun going down

And the eyes in their heads

See the world spinning around

 

Well on their way, heads in a cloud

The men of a thousand voices talking perfectly loud

But nobody ever hears them

Or the sounds they appears to make

And they never seem to notice

But the fools on the hill

See the sun going down

And the eyes of the world

See the US going to hell

 

And nobody seems to like them

We can tell what they want to do

Just get themselves re-elected

But the fools on the hill

Don’t see us going down

And the eyes in their heads

See the world spinning around

 

They never listen to us

We know that they’re the fools

We don’t like what they’re doing to us

The fools on the hill

Sees the sun going down

And the eyes in our heads

See the world falling down.