The Brain Of Britain Lyrics - John Wesley Harding

The brain of britain sits in the tower of london 

Protected by the ravens 

The prime-minister and the cabinet queue up to consult it 

On urgent matters of state 

And it sits suspended in fluid 

Attached to ten electrodes 

It's a scene straight out of star wars or star trek 

The brain of britain masterminds the nation 

From this curious vantage point 

It's an oracle, it's a magic eight-ball 

That can give out just three answers 

(and here they are....) 

It's the best kept secret of all 

The politicians are pawns to the power 

Of a prime piece of meat called 

The brain of britain 

The brain of britain was born into this limbo 

It knows no other existence 

Its consciousness floats like an island 

Communicating only by pulse 

The queen swears allegiance to the brain 

But the future king wants to kick it 

Through the streets of london like a football 

And that means trouble 

The brain of britain has no wizard of oz 

Pulling the protein strings 

Science can't explain the superbrain away 

And that's the terrifying thing 

Cos the brain can't see the world 

It can't see the big picture 

Just a colour-by-numbers before the next election