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Re-gaining Unconsciousness
First they put away the dealers,
Keep our kids safe and off the street.
Then they put away the prostitutes,
Keep married men cloistered at home.
Then they shooed away the bums,
Then they beat and bashed the queers,
Turned away asylum-seekers,
Fed us suspicions and fears.
We didn´t raise our voice,
We didn´t make a fuss.
It´s funny there was no one left to notice
When they came for us.
Looks like witches are in season,
You better fly your flag and be aware
Of anyone who might fit the description,
Diversity is now our biggest fear.
Now with our conversations tapped
And our differences exposed,
How ya supposed to love your neighbor
With our minds and curtains closed?
We used to worry ´bout big brother,
Now we got a big father and an even bigger muther.
And still you believe
This aristocracy gives a fuck about you.
They put the mock in demockracy
And you swallowed every hook.
The sad truth is you would rather
Follow the school into the net
Cuz swimming alone at sea
Is not the kind of freedom you actually want.
So go back to your crib and suck on a tit
Go bask in the warmth of your diaper.
You´re sitting in shit and piss
While sucking a huge pacifier,
A country of adult infants.
A legion of mental midgets
All regaining their unconsciousness
 
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