Lyrics:

Released as b-side of 'land of confusion' single, 1986.You are terrified by the smallest soundBecause you live your life in such a sheltered worldAs do those who surround youWell I have seen you stung by poisonous fliesAnd you suffer much too much from their bitesThere you sit in your comfort watching other people get caught by theStormMany a thing that used to be a secretHas become so talked aboutNot worth a second thoughtThere's different kinds of secrets nowTimes change, it's not enough to sayIt seemed a good idea a hundred years agoYou think it's not your problemIt really doesn't matter at all[Feeding The Fire lyrics on http://www.elyricsworld.com]Every stone that's thrown must fall to the groundBut you don't give a thought to where they might come downYou are feeding the fire over which you'll be roastedAnywhere that they don't speak the sameIn any place that they don't think the sameYou think it's not your problemNo noYou think it's not your problemIt really doesn't matter at allOh...Maybe it's not your fate to be a leader of menBut you just leave it all to someone else and complainYou could be so much stronger, but it really doesn't matter any longerCos you're feeding the fire over which you'll be roastedCos you're feeding the fire over which you'll be roasted