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Watching You

 

 

They erode your freedoms, til there’s hardly any left

Telling you lies and half-truths until they control the rest

Keep you in a trance with the TV and celebrity pictures in the press

Self-medication, a lost generation, then they diagnose you depressed

 

Hey you, tell me the truth, what will you do now they’re watching you, watching you?

Hey you, tell me the truth, what will you do now they’re watching you, watching you?

 

Not analogue nor digital, you’re made of spirit, flesh and blood

You are a unique individual who can choose between bad or good

Think of the price you’re paying, it’ll make your blood run cold

Don’t sell yourself short ‘cause if you can be bought

They’d like to put a barcode on your soul

 

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Measuring and monitoring and vital statistics, and numbers and programmes and pin codes

Don’t you know there’s always a price to pay?

They’ll tag you and bag you and grade you, enslave you

And tell you which way the wind blows, who needs a revolution anyway?

 

 Oh, there’s a plan from birth to death, they’re mapping out your DNA

From your very first gasp to your very last breath they’re logging every move you make

When they’re watching you on camera, tell me what you think they see

Is it ignorance, confusion, self-delusion? Look me in the eye and tell me that you’re free

 

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