Tapping on the Line

Someone's messing with the machines
 They've been left out in the rain
 Well it's strange to come back free of any rust
 Dares you to explain
 Could you speak a little more clearly on the line
 Cold wind keeps blowing from the east
 Trans-Atlantic crossings coming to a freeze
 I'm in exile with a sign that reads
 No one can tell which side of the street
 Would I stand a little closer to the line
 No one can tell which side to claim
 Could you speak a little more clearly once again
 Speak a little clearly on the line
 Indian summer, cold war skies
 Nervous drummers on overbooked flights
 Well the chaos grows stronger on the superstition flyway
 Looks like we're spinning up tonight
 Could you step a little closer to the line
 Splitting heart and mind, broken circuit by design
 Well the demand for arms is goin' through the roof
 The scientists are forced to work in the maze
 While they tap tap tap tap tapping on the line
 Could you speak a little clearly one more time
 While you tap tap tap tap tapping on the line