They seem to live in Panavision On a TV screen or in a non-stop dream UNIDENTIFIED MEN I think it ain’t just At the first glance, I knew there was no chance To come into contact or to find a new compact UNIDENTIFIED MEN I think it ain’t just Least Inkling There’s no use fighting I try to remain unappalled There’s no use fighting It leaves me provisionally quiet and cold A sinking feeling Is swiftly growing I didn’t have the least inkling Of the plot they were weaving