from "Arthur or The Decline and Fall of the British Empire" (p)1969

You look like a real human being 
But you don't have a mind of your own 
Yeah, you can talk, you can breathe 
You can work, you can stitch, you can sew 
But you're brainwashed 
Yes you are, yes you are 
Get down on your knees 
You've got a job and a house 
And a wife, and your kids and a car 
Yeah, you're content just to be 
What they want you to be 
And be happy to be where you are 
Yes you are 
Get down on your knees 
Get down on your knees 

The aristocrats and bureaucrats 
Are dirty rats 
For making you what you are 
They're up there and you re down here 
You're on the ground and they're up with the stars 
All your life they've kicked you around and pushed you around 
Till you can't take any more 
To them you're just a speck of dirt 
But you don't want to get up off the floor 
Mister you're just brainwashed 
They give you social security 
Tax saving benefits that grow at maturity 
Yeah, you're content just to be 
What they want you to be 
And to do what they want you to 
Yes you are, yes you are 
Get down on your knees