There's no chance to hide away no more 
no call in sick, no chance to get away 
they have ways to monitor our fear 
special implants,devices in our ears, 
Mr. [bad word] promised we'll be safe, 
as long we pay and read up on the greys, 
information classified code red, 
I drink wine and I don't wanna 

die x 4 

Mr. [bad word] I think we share same fate 
decreasing views on facebook and myspace 
in twenty twelve when hippies roam the streets 
I'll drink wine as long as we won't ... as long as we won't 

die x 4