Bruce Dickinson

You wanna talk? you wanna go?
From your armchair things you know
Secret plans, conspiracy
Little people all around
You curse love, you curse hate
You curse your life, you curse your face
Whatever you can be
If only you could learn
If only you could learn
Narrow-vision, that's the way
It finally helps you through the day
Too many reasons to believe
No time to understand
The clock is ticking like a bomb
Subversive things are going on
Your only certainty
If only you could learn
If only you could learn
If only, if only, if only, if only
If only you could learn