Besedila: Iggy Pop. The Villagerrs.

The villagers are out tonight
Uptight and bored
They're pushing you underground
On wintry days they stand and gaze

Outlined in black and ignorant villagers
Dark shadows house a sleepy malice
In the back brain
Of every body you meet

Man is the village animal
United by the glue
Of our loathsome qualities
We are sneaking peeping toms

In revolt against each other
The villagers are most insane
They live to die anonymous
And muted to villagers

In revolt against the other but not against the rules
So in the space age the village idiot rules
On TV for all to see
As some good men walk the streets

Unh, unh, unh, unh, unh
Unh, unh, unh, unh, unh
The villagers you can't get lost you can't get lost
In the village of space you can't get lost