the wire's vibrating with metallic sound
there's a dust storm that's moving fast over the ground
it's midnight the searchlight cuts oil black sky
beneath the blind sweep of the camera's eye

I hear politicians talking in rant and in rave
they stoke the fire of fear but they can't keep us safe
leaders serve greed, there's a silence that chokes
they lie and deceive like it's some kind of joke

we're in the static and the noise almost gone

but you might like to know where I'm calling from
thought you might like to know where I'm calling from

well we can see the bright lights
see the dollars and pounds
see wealth's golden fountain
but it won't trickle down

and tell me what will you do?
and where will you go?
when you gain the whole world but lose your soul

we're in the static and the noise almost gone

but you might like to know where I'm calling from
thought you might like to know where I'm calling from

(br) you can turn a deaf ear
and blind you eyes
build your great towers
into the skies
and don't ask the questions
just roll on 
but I thought you might like to know where I'm calling from