A car stopped outside we closed doors and Windows switch down the light and TV hiding behind the sofa Knocks on the door we're silent No one in a voice said, they never are we only want to read The meter we have to guess how much water they use I tried to get up; my water bill is high my wife pulled me back It is a trick they want you to open the door. This is what happens when you live in an isolated village The peace gets so intrusive that ghosts appear at high noon And the criminal fraternity stops robbing Jewellery stores, Banks and so on, no they come to rob you my water and Electricity bill is getting higher we have to move into the city Listening to police sirens screeching down the street and Know we are safe; of course it an illusion our fear is death, Gets the best of us