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