Oppressing you, Oppressing me The bane is called technology No one is free, thought crimes a sin with chips that slip beneath your skin, barcodes tattooed behind your eyes all seeing cameras in the skies upgraded forms of mind control upgraded life, downloaded soul.
Rise up and stand up, and get up and go It's your last chance move quick get out while no one knows R.F. ID I-C chips clipped deep within your bones gps locater on your wire tapped phone Taking down democracy one brick at a time Leaving the facade but it's hollow inside right hand, palm down barcode on your wrist left hand raised- (right back!) we will resist
in the name of what once called liberty We now hold tight to our security
Take a deep breath the plastic in your lungs Take a fresh battery and touch it to your tongue Too proud to take too proud to shape to make a sound mistake replace the tape the time is running down so everything we ever see is makeup and a blue screen recut re-edit just to recreate the social scene synthesized flesh designed to impress upon the rest of us the aesthetics of the upper class.