The Manual

It came out of the sky
And landed in a bed of flowers
No-one knew where it came from
But I’m sure that it wasn’t ours

Chorus
Give me the manual
Show me how it works
Give me the manual
Before I go bezerk

We all gathered around
To see what it could do
To understand why it came here
And left us without a clue

Chorus
Give me the manual
Show me how it works
Give me the manual
Before I go bezerk

All the blood in the world
Is washed from our dirty hands
In this big circle of friends
United in ignorance

Chorus
Give me the manual
Show me how it works
Give me the manual
Before I go bezerk

Give me the manual
And to my surprise
There was the manual
Right between my eyes

[...] The Manual [...]