| Down the way in Oceania
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| Night is day there ain’t a no explainin' er
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| C.P.W. |
| means freedom for me and you
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| 90 210 is a pleasant thought control
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| Hell, I’m in love with Big Brother
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| Soothes my mind like no other
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| Makes me feel safe, makes me feel right
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| Squeezes my mind and holds my real tight
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| There’s a sleepin' sickness as I’m your witness
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| There’s a two-headed hydra but
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| I wouldn’t vote for neither
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| There’s a vague uneasiness
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| I think they call it Big Business
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| There’s a deep black hole
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| I think the ancients called it a soul
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| But, I’m in love with Big Brother
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| Soothes my mind like no other
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| Makes me feel safe, makes me feel right
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| Squeezes my mind and holds me real tight
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| Down the way in Oceania
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| Night is day there ain’t a no explaini' er
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| War is peace, a peace of the profit
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| Don’t make sense
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| Think I’ll tell 'em to stop it |