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