Lyrics:

Midnight hour
At the company dance
The system powers
The faces are blank
The fancy dress party
Is clumsy and stiff
I've heard there is a saying
Down in Africa
Who waits no lives

Never never
It never feels right
They seem to me
More like prisoners
Of the night

Amusement instructions
Destitution of souls
Posing for photographs
Enjoyment controlled

Never never
It never feels right
They seem to me
More like prisoners
Of their lives

Afraid of silence
Afraid of themselves
They can't take for granted
Any of their tears

Come on come on
Let yourself go
And if your not
Not a prisoner
Let me know
Let yourself go

Move on up
If you're not
Not a prisoner