Under the spreading chestnut tree (by Orwell's "1984")
Under the spreading chestnut tree I sold you, and you sold me There lie they, and here lie we, Under the spreading chestnut tree.
I've never been alone it's a comfort to know leaves a chill in my bones. The written word is a lie and our children are spies yet I don't want to die. Proof lies in the words that I write but if I were to fight would it be worth my life? They sing what ever they choose only birds and proles do why should I not sing to? what have I to lose? unless their price is you.
Under the spreading chestnut tree I sold you, and you sold me. There lie they and here lie we. Under the spreading chestnut tree.
You are a risk I will take for every law I can break proves I am their mistake. Beaten and broken apart it's a science, an art but they can't break my heart. We will do whatever they ask staying out of their grasp was an impossible task. Their wrong outweighs their right but how can I fight, when they threaten my life? Two and two equal five. In the place full of light.
Under the spreading chestnut tree I sold you, and you sold me. There lie they, and here lie we. Under the spreading chestnut tree.
I sit and waste away in the corner cafe as a song starts to play. I stare into the eyes so stern and as the bullet enters I will live, I have learned.
Under the spreading chestnut tree I sold you, and you sold me. There lie they and here lie we, Under the spreading chestnut tree.