Be careful if you stick out from the crowd If your skin is too dark or you speak too loud You’ll get noticed by prying eyes Whose owners has been force fed laws and lies Too mind fucked to tell right from wrong They’ll call their colleagues before long: Uniformed bastards who’ll soon agree That you should absolutely not roam free You’re being watched and it’s never going to stop There are millions out there, who want to give you up Scrupulous bastards will sell you for a buck Nation of cops Informers and rats: may you all rot All cops are bastards uniformed or not
Orwell’s world wasn’t scarier than this: Big brother isn’t watching, your own brother is The police state isn’t just the cameras on the walls It’s the eyes and ears of everyone; one and fucking all Will you tell on your neighbor, will you tell on your wife? Will you trust the state, instead of your eyes? You know it’s not as hard as it might seem To become a part of the machine Laws are wrong, Rules are bad Blind acceptance will drive you mad Turn you into an obedient pet Who’ll run to master every chance it gets And the very second you tell on a friend You will never ever be the same again Forever a snitch, all integrity lost Just another rat in a nation of cops