No one out here knows
Or cares to expand
How issues sit with us
Exactly where we stand
Whether bathed in truth
Or whitewashed with lies
In all we say and all we do
Masters of Disguise

Flow this way and that
Courtesy of the wind
And if we find there's any left
We come back round again
You might have seen this all before
But look another time
You never know who's behind the door
Masters of Disguise

You can talk about what's going on
But don't dare mention names
In these times of all alone
These days of give away
Drawing of the shades
Blocking out the light
What else is there left to say
Masters of Disguise