Sick of all the lying pricks That hide behind the news at six Headlines twist minds Like parlour tricks The web they weave is so complex Most say fuck it and go have sex Complacent minds quickly forget Everything they don’t know yet It not a theory or a rumour or a lie It’s a vision and a plan that they’re going to try You don’t have a say but it’s all about you Defining how you live and what you can’t do Another night another day Another brain gets washed away Unable to perceive a threat Believing things are A-Okay Mother father son and daughter Led like sheep toward the slaughter Faithfully follow the flock Deaf when a voice of reason talks Blame and shame shout names and scold them Obstruct the view so none behold them It not a theory or a rumour or a lie It’s a vision and a plan that they’re going to try You don’t have a say but it’s all about you Defining how you live and what you can’t do The best form of captivity Is when the captive think they’re free Give them sex and give them booze 10 of each from which to choose Democracy! Your voice matters But disagree and the illusion shatters Things are good and things are fine Until you step out of line The prison’s built, bit by bit Around the sofa where you sit Comfortable until you stand And realize you no longer can It not a theory or a rumour or a lie It’s a vision and a plan that they’re going to try You don’t have a say but it’s all about you Defining how you live and what you can’t do
