The Brain of Britain sits in The Tower of London
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Protected by the ravens
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The prime-minister and the cabinet queue up to consult it
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On urgent matters of state
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And it sits suspended in fluid
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Attached to ten electrodes
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It's a scene straight out of Star Wars or Star Trek
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The Brain of Britain masterminds the nation
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From this curious vantage point
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It's an oracle, it's a magic eight-ball
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That can give out just three answers
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(And here they are....)
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It's the best kept secret of all
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The politicians are pawns to the power
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Of a prime piece of meat called
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The Brain of Britain
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The Brain of Britain was born into this limbo
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It knows no other existence
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Its consciousness floats like an island
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Communicating only by pulse
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The Queen swears allegiance to the brain
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But the future king wants to kick it
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Through the streets of London like a football
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And that means trouble
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The Brain of Britain has no Wizard of Oz
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Pulling the protein strings
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Science can't explain the SuperBrain away
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And that's the terrifying thing
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Cos The Brain can't see the world
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It can't see the big picture
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Just a colour-by-numbers before the next election
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The Brain of Britain
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John Wesley Harding |