from \"Arthur or The Decline and Fall of the British Empire\" (p)1969
You look like a real human being But you don't have a mind of your own Yeah, you can talk, you can breathe You can work, you can stitch, you can sew But you're brainwashed Yes you are, yes you are Get down on your knees You've got a job and a house And a wife, and your kids and a car Yeah, you're content just to be What they want you to be And be happy to be where you are Yes you are Get down on your knees Get down on your knees
The aristocrats and bureaucrats Are dirty rats For making you what you are They're up there and you re down here You're on the ground and they're up with the stars All your life they've kicked you around and pushed you around Till you can't take any more To them you're just a speck of dirt But you don't want to get up off the floor Mister you're just brainwashed They give you social security Tax saving benefits that grow at maturity Yeah, you're content just to be What they want you to be And to do what they want you to Yes you are, yes you are Get down on your knees