| Paranoia is in bloom
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| The PR transmissions will resume
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| They’ll try to push drugs that keep us all dumbed down
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| And hope that we will never see the truth around
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| (So come on)
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| Another promise, another scene
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| Another packaged lie to keep us trapped in greed
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| And all the green belts wrapped around our minds
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| And endless red tape to keep the truth confined
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| (So come on)
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| They will not force us
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| They will stop degrading us
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| They will not control us
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| We will be victorious
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| (So come on)
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| Interchanging mind control
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| Come let the revolution take its toll
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| If you could flick the switch and open your third eye
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| You’d see that we should never be afraid to die
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| (So come on)
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| Rise up and take the power back
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| It’s time the fat cats had a heart attack
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| You know that their time’s coming to an end
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| We have to unify and watch our flag ascend
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| (So come on)
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| They will not force us
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| They will stop degrading us
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| They will not control us
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| We will be victorious
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| (So come on)
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| Hey, hey, hey, hey
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| Hey, hey, hey, hey
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| They will not force us
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| They will stop degrading us
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| They will not control us
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| We will be victorious
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| (So come on)
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| Hey, hey, hey, hey |