Calm down Look around Keep your ear to the ground There's a weird invocation; a hidden charade Buried deep in the heart of the play Welcome Tickets please Settle down Take your seat For the air of confusion that doesn't sit right With a queue out the door since the opening night I just don't know who we are anymore I just don't know who we are I just don't know who we are We keep passing the blame - it's a funny old game Everyone is going insane And we're playing at God 'cause he's gone for a walk While nobody listens and everyone talks But the one thing I know for certain Is that we'll never learn what's behind that curtain Behind that curtain Behind that curtain Behind that curtain Behind that curtain