Look up on the building See a silhouette Crowd looks hungry Because he ain't jumped yet Man up on the tower Looks big up there He's got something extra I wonder if he's scared People do some strange things When they're all together They wouldn't even dream of By themselves Come on, come on, come on Turn it on Turn it on, come on Power, power Is he turning on us Is he turning You can't see his eyes now Bet that they're burning Are we among them There's strength in their numbers Can't even hear us There's to many others What's he keep saying They're not even listening Is he a poor man Why don't we listen People do some strange things It's invisible You can't even touch it If I was a wise man I'd have spoke up If I was a brave man I'd surely said something Now I can't even sleep on it Cause it's all used up All used up