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Say what you believe

Woke up this morning, I was laid out flat on the dark side
With the moon and the room on the wrong side
I took a needle, sewn myself right back at the seams
I saw my universal gleam

I see the wonder of life and look for the wall
Just taking a walk in the sun
In time
In just a second like the ghost of a bad idea
I feel myself getting the fear

Come on, have we decided if we like being part of the plan?
The sands are shifting and there's nowhere to land
It's on, it doesn't matter if all the best tickets are sold
And all the old stories are told
I know, you're gonna tell me that you hear every word I say
But the future gets written today
Yeah, the future gets written today

Don't to be deceived, when our revolution has been finally stamped out
And they pat you paternally on the shoulder
And say that there's no inequality worth speaking of and no more reason for fighting
Because if you believe them they will be completely in charge
In their marble homes and granite banks
From which they rob the people of the world under the pretence of bringing them culture
Watch out, for as soon as it pleases them they'll send you out to protect their gold in wars
Whose weapons, rapidly developed by servile scientists
Will become more and more deadly until they can
With a flick of the finger
Tear a million of you to pieces