Hands in another's pocket The bed they make Is not the one in which they lie The same old faces The same old establishment The same old lies Cross your X It's your only voice Do as you're told Stay in line Don't rock the boat And buy what you're sold
Believe the lie The line that you toe Doing fine If you just do as you're told
No dissident voices The faces merge Are one, absolute A comfortable, privileged White over belly Revolution No threat, no change No gain, just pain The same old scheme No hope, no choice No future, no voice This is no pipe dream All is not what it seems
Believe the lie The line that you toe You'll do just fine If you just do as you're told You believe the lie The line you toe Doing fine If you just do as you're told Is this rock'n'roll or a form of state control?
Is this really rock'n'roll? Or a form of state control?
Believe the lie The line that you toe Doing fine If you just do as you're told
Believe the lie The line that you toe You'll do just fine If you just do as you're told
You believe the lie The line you toe Doing fine If you just do as you're told Is this rock'n'roll or a form of state control?
