| This is the CBD emergency warning system
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| A major incident has occurred in the city
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| Please take shelter where you are…
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| We hope that we never have to use this
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| But it is part of the security measures that we put in place
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| Are you worried that there are going to be a few
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| Bad apples amongst your group who are going to
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| Tarnish the lot of you?
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| I’m more worried there’ll be bad apples amongst the police who will beat heads!
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| It’s after curfew, so make sure that no-one heard you
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| Just the suggestion of free expression could hurt you
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| Untamed aggression on the faces of the faithful
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| El Patron is merciful, eternally grateful
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| Coming out the pep rally down at the stadium
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| Where they say the secret jail is — just put the cages in
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| Tear gas and horses, disperse the demonstration
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| Turn the native army on the native population
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| Official TV station has taken a different view
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| They say they’re banning gatherings of any more than two
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| Cos the President lives in mortal fear of a coup d’etat
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| He’s raised his own militia — it’s autumn of the patriarch
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| Ordered his body double, ride in an open car
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| Distribute gifts to the barrios that done it hard
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| Some took the bait
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| They see him as the father of the nation that they can’t hate
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| Others just can’t wait to take back what they lost
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| They rally under black flags and toss molotovs
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| It’s always freedom at what cost
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| The pamphlet they drop said that pacifism is a paradox
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| You turn the other cheek and cop another shot
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| Exiles wanna shout 'You don’t know what you got'
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| Sometimes freedom is defined by what it’s not
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| You never really know where the road you walk ends up
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| You’ve gotta keep your heads up
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| They try to tell you they’re only trying to help
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| They’ll lock you up to protect you from yourself
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| They’ll lock you up to deflect you from their wealth
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| Create fear of a foe you can’t see
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| Eventually now it’s so plain to see
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| It’s your freedom that’s the first casualty
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| Tut tut go the paper — call 'em terrorists
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| Paint 'em as psychopathic murderous savages
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| Isolate 'em try and make 'em illegitimate
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| Pro-government sources condemn 'em on the internet
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| The hearts and minds of the people are with the will of the warlord
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| But they don’t think of him as a warlord
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| You can send in new and improved anti-terror units
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| And move and eliminate, that’s a civilian fate
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| Late night raids by nameless death squads
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| Small kids snarling at soldiers to 'Get lost!'
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| You don’t even know all the feet you stepped on
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| Say you neutralised the area — well you’re dead wrong
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| What about the missing we haven’t heard from?
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| So there’s plenty more volunteers to strap bombs
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| Doesn’t take your forces long to catch on
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| This is anything but romantic — this is terror for two
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| Me with absolutely nothing to lose
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| Only one of us is seeking the truth
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| We wanna know the truth
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| They try to tell you they’re only trying to help
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| They’ll lock you up to protect you from yourself
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| They’ll lock you up to deflect you from their wealth
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| Create fear of a foe you can’t see
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| Eventually now it’s so plain to see
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| It’s your freedom that’s the first casualty
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| They try to tell you they’re only trying to help
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| They’ll lock you up to protect you from yourself
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| They’ll lock you up to deflect you from their wealth |