The world is getting smaller
The pressure is sublime
Some people want the way we think
To be monopolized
Purveyors of convenience
A thousand talking heads
Would much prefer the customers
Whose brains are empty

Empty brains
Don't complain
Are easy trained

Who controls the mindset
Controls the status quo
The pillars of society
Are built on our say so
If we refuse to play along
They lose the thought control
Imagination overrides
The will to keep the people

Nice and quiet
And compliant
Non-defiant

They can put a line through sentences
Sentence those who write
Delete the onscreen versions
Of opinions they don't like
Contain the contradictions
That open people's minds
Illegalize the actions
That follow close behind
They can put chains on your body
Persecute your soul
Ridicule your attitude
But never get control
Of instinct intuition individuality
You can put a price on anything
But thought is free