Hawkwind - Night of the Hawks (Live)

In all official circles Across this big wide world Between the radio stations A coded message heard No one knew the meaning All our efforts seem to fail But if they catch you listening Then they’ll lock you up in jail So we found ourselves a place we did not know Tension in the air and a strange earthly glow Then amidst the noise of a thousand people’s talk There came a cry “It’s The Night of The Hawk!“ The wind was raging, and the stars were black We all knew there was no turning back The gates of Hell stared in our face Nowhere to hide in this wasted place The curious folk who chanced to stray across this downland way Heard the music blast apart The games that politicians start On English land the people dance Like moths caught in a lamp Where tribes of wanton peacocks strut All waiting to encamp So we found ourselves a place we did not know Tension in the air and a strange ear