In Eighty Four

The Undead

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    They got me on the tele-screen
    The thought police are at my back door
    I can't protest, i can't scream

    So well controlled in eighty four
    So well controlled in eighty four
    So well controlled in eighty four

    There is no room for individuals
    Big brother watches every move you make
    No room for human thougts at all
    If you object you very life's at stake

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    So well controlled in eighty four
    So well controlled in eighty four
    So well controlled in eighty four
    So well controlled in eighty four
    Nineteen eighty four

    Things are run so conveniently
    When we stop thinking for ourselves
    In the interest of pre-ordained schemes
    We play the role while we should rebel

    So well controlled in eighty four
    So well controlled in eighty four
    So well controlled in eighty four
    So well controlled in eighty four
    Nineteen eighty four
    So well controlled in eighty four
    So well controlled in eighty four

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