Secret Society

There is a secret society
That is known by you and me
They hide out in our open sight
They don't even try to avoid the light

Spies by day and spies by night
Trying to find the secrets we hide
If they don't catch what they like
They'll nail you with dirt on a spike

Fools are all we're taken to be
Pawns in a game with no chivalry

And they're shaking us down
And they're selling us out
Mr. Bond you chose the wrong team
And Big Brother you've gotten so green
Yeah

Armed with their papers and choices to make
Say the wrong line and you've made a mistake
All we are are Boxers you see
Make a way for the porker's regime

Thinkers are what we were set up to be
Now we are subjects you and me

And they're shaking us down
And they're selling us out
Mr. Bond you chose the wrong team
And Big Brother you've gotten so green
Yeah

The not-so-secret society
Will tell you what they want you to believe
The other guy is wrong 'cuz he's right
You have a voice but it's wrong if you fight

One by one they'll turn us to dust



Credits
Writer(s): Donald Mcardle
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