Cage - King Crimson

Walking down the street, do you stare at your feet

And never do you let your eyes meet the freaks

The deadbeat addicts, social fanatics

They’re a dime a dozen and they carry guns

Halloween, every other day of the week

Living in a cage in the USA

Living in a cage in the USA

Holy smoke!

Somebody blew up the Pope

Living in a cage in the USA

All around us the rules are changing

Taller walls and stronger cages

Nothing is sacred or too outrageous

Taller walls and stronger cages

What in the world has happened to the world?

What in the world…

Driving your Mercedes you think you’re safe

But there is no escape in a world of hateful

Criminal minds with guns and knives

Who say «give me a ride or give me your live»

Halloween, every other day of the week

Living in a cage in the USA

Living in a cage in the USA

Holy smoke!

Somebody blew up the Pope

Living in a cage in the USA

All around us the rules are changing

Taller walls and stronger cages

Nothing is sacred or too outrageous

Taller walls and stronger cages

What in the world has happened to the world?

What in the world…