I'm gonna wait till we all stop from running   Boxed in like candles, polar bear pride   Turning to terror as the script is read out   Unwilling actors accomplished protractors will shout      I'm gonna wait till we reach the sky   Tin legs and tin mines, anyone cries   Cry in the hope that there'll be tomorrow      Waiting around there must be a time   Time to start thinking and working it out   Come with me now, with me now, we'll be laughing   Who's running the world today      I'm gonna wait till they knock on my door   I'm gonna wait till they dig up the floor boards   Poland in Disneyland, wet dream control   Super computer, the new contraband   I'm gonna wait, we must make a stand   come with me now, stand with me now one more time