[Verse 1: Fatt Happy Tony]
Step through the scanner at the airport, my naked body's on a screen
And they're trying to say the threat to our liberties is me
Fear overlaps the line between cautious and stupidity
Adhere the edges, cage us in, as kiddies pledge that we're still free
Allegiance to the flag stained with blood both red and blue
With white there, so you know which collar makes your nightmares true
Brainwashing you, with a screen lit up by tubes
The strongest government's on our side, so there's no way that we can't lose
Go ahead, make me believe that green paper is my god
Make news programs tell me what to think so all I have to do is nod
And regurgitate all these words that burn my throat with hate
Until the future date of martial law and we find ourselves too late
Blinded by obsessions with economic and social depressions
Pregnant with this child of self-inflicted oppression
Ignoring morning sickness wondering what the f** could bother her?
Until one day doom's delivered by your trusted family doctor
[Hook: Fatt Happy Tony]
Behave, New World!
Oh, you're so brave New World!
[Verse 2: Fatt Happy Tony]
You're looking a little blue son, I've got just the thing
Don't worry, not illegal, merely the d** that doctors bring
This one will cheer you up, yup, it will sure flip that frown
And like a clown paint a face that appears happy when you're down
Cause who wants to live with the burden of being human?
We've paid our due on all the feelings now we've got the right to choose them
If the government wants these liberties, we can lose them
Let's all just get induced with self-inflicted pollution
Side effects include reliance
And persuading future clients
As well as compliance
Smooth talked into bed by the corporate giants
Defiance? Are you crazy? Is that even a word?
Pills may have made my memory hazy, but that's a term I've never heard
Because propriety fades, and greed in society stays
It seems like all our leaders just got set in their ways
You can't give into the beast, no matter how it behaves
Cause it's one stroke of that pen and then they digging our graves
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Fatt Happy Tony]
Even with nine lives, they can make sure our hope dies/
Vehicle of propaganda pa**es, and we're left food for the flies/
Who do you think coined the phrase curiosity k**ed the cat?
Dog got paranoid with power, then went on the attack/
It's a method to scare stray eyes from beaten path/
Strewn with corpses of the innocent, enough blood to draw a bath/
So here I sit, slit wrists with TV screen streaming out it's sh**/
Voice in my head is screaming and stomach burns from it's very pit/
As puppet masters attach each and every string/
Preparing to put on the play that determines the fate of everything/
We get a political circus, only two rings/
And not a thought to the consequences this near sightedness will bring