Down a tunnel, in a tube
On the floor, knocked down by booze
Busy man has blown his fuse
While crossword people look for clues
I say sir, get your nose out of the paper
Take a good look at what's going down
Get clued into the shape of
The shape of things to come
Have you see the writing on the wall

Life, I'm told is a compromise
Lethargy in disguise
Excuses by the faint of heart
Stuck in the mud before they start
I say sir, wouldn't you rather be
on top of the world
As opposed to always traveling
underneath the ground?
Have you seen the writing on the wall?