Text: Deep Purple. Fireball. No No No.

Really hate the running
Really hate the game
Looking at them all
I wanna be unborn again

Their suit is getting tighter
Although they're getting thin
The flies are crawling on their face
And trying to get in

People say that we're to blame I say
No no no, it's just the game

Must we let them fool us? No no no
Have we got our freedom? No no no
Is it getting better? No no no
Do we love each other? No no no
Must we wait forever? No no no, no no no

Heads are getting stronger
Bodies getting weak
Looking at them all
It feels good to be a freak

Their hands are getting closer
They're reaching out so far
The greenies gonna get them
Make them serve stars

Tell them how it is and they say
No no no, we know it all, we know it all

Must we let them fool us? No no no
Have we got our freedom? No no no
Is it getting better? No no no
Do we love each other? No no no, no
Must we wait forever? No no no, no no

Washing's getting dirty
Air is getting thin
It's all in such a mess
That no one knows where to begin

They talk about creating
But all they do is kill
They say, "We're gonna mend it"
But they never will

Poison in the rain but they say
No no no, we ain't to blame, it ain't us

Must we let them fool us? No no no
Have we got our freedom? No no no
Is it getting better? No no no
Do we love each other? No no no
Must we wait forever? No no no, no