The Watcher

We are looking in on you now
What do you think you can do now
It's very small from way out here
The last thing you will feel is fear
Give you a chance to do the right thing
Give you a chance to do the bright thing
Now our sense is all disgusted
Where you're from you can't be trusted

Where I come from no-one smiles
Every inch exists in miles
Still it's cool relaxed and calm
Sitting here on the Funny Farm

World in prison screams in pain
There are no leaders you can blame
Human greed destroys your sphere
And there's no room for you out here
You're on your own now