M.A.D. (Mutually Assured Destruction) - Gillan

From where I stand

I see a blind man on a hill

From where I stand

I see the teacher in the valley

From where I stand

I see the blind man on a hill

And he is standing very still

The way it’s planned

They’ll only let the fools survive

The way it’s planned

You would not want to stay alive

Just one big band

It’s all they’re leaving you to think about

From where I stand

I know just what they’re planning

I know they’re planning one big bang

And they call it Mutually Assured Destruction

From where I stand

I can see the mushrooms in the sky

From where I stand

I can watch the bleeding children cry

And they will die

And you have no wings to fly

From where I stand

I see the man on the hill

And he is standing very still