Mind

Kings and queens
Surf the screens
Drunk inside the net
Brave new world
Boys and girls
Sun will never set
Don't believe Big Brother's true
Only means he's gotten you
Joke is that he leaves a clue

Take a look around you now
Type in what you think
Cast of sheep fast asleep
Passed out on the brink
Those who sit up there too long
Absolutely wear it wrong
Makes you want to write a song

How much do you spill to find your soul?
Call it what you will it's mind control
And every one of us is the front line

Gaze into the teller's face
Finger in a dam
Swear to God it's not the case
They know where I am
Not so secret quarantine
Dreaming up the new regime
Orwell's ghost in the machine

One for one and none for all
However it appears
Propaganda on the wall
Used to be a Sears
Ministers at the door
Just like 1984
Waging a new kind of war

How much do you spill to find your soul?
Call it what you will it's mind control
What's that up the hill behind the goal?
Call it what you will it's mind control
And every one of us is the front line
Every one of us is the front line
Every one of us is the front line



Credits
Writer(s): Stephen Bard
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