People, people, they've got nothing to say,
So where do they get off speaking, anyway?
'Cause there's a million different people
And nobody even knows what they want,
And dissenters should be silenced, yeah man
I live by the rule of the law,
And the cops will pick and choose who they abuse,
'Cause friend they're cops and they can.
You've got nothing to fear, there's nothing wrong,
This isn't a crisis and, incidentally, this is not a song.
Don't fear the censor, he's not out to get you,
It's just that everything you see must be safe to view,
'Cause there's a million different people
And nobody even knows what they want,
And the people we're protecting
Have pockets so much deeper than yours,
And if the One Percent is prospering,
Their happiness will trickle down here.
The illusion is important to ensure that nobody wakes up,
And the people we're protecting
Have pockets so much deeper than yours,
So we'll buy laws and news stories
To make sure that our message is clear...