
Date of issue: 04.11.2007
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Propaganda |
Defending this corruption on which you are sat |
You tell me what to think, you tell me this and that |
'Freedom is O.K. |
you scum' but make sure it’s never used |
In your defence of liberty I always stand accused |
And your shadow in the sun always give a shock |
While the hate mail rises like some kind of moral rock |
Propaganda, you scare me to death |
Propaganda, you scare me to death |
I know you want to lock me up and see justice done |
You say get the army in, you hope that day will come |
You will give me something to think about Right between my eyes |
Then you’ll see your freedom the day that freedom dies |
I can’t see many reds underneath my bed |
But the fascists in the letter-box are messing up my head |
You tell me I’ve got rights, the same for rich and poor |
But you’re behind the police when they’re knocking down my door |