Calm down
Look around
Keep your ear to the ground
There's a weird invocation; a hidden charade
Buried deep in the heart of the play
Welcome
Tickets please
Settle down
Take your seat
For the air of confusion that doesn't sit right
With a queue out the door since the opening night
I just don't know who we are anymore
I just don't know who we are
I just don't know who we are

We keep passing the blame - it's a funny old game
Everyone is going insane
And we're playing at God 'cause he's gone for a walk
While nobody listens and everyone talks
But the one thing I know for certain
Is that we'll never learn what's behind that curtain
Behind that curtain
Behind that curtain
Behind that curtain
Behind that curtain