He lined up for a convid shot and now his life will end
He has begun to realise, he made a fatal boob
But the poison keeps I flowing, not doin’ any good
He used to say I’m crazy, I believe in conspiracy
Now he knows we are goy as he’s got the constant runs
He took the shot intraveno, and now he’s going to die
When his full time whistle blows, I’ll say a sad goodbye
Well now honest people
What are you going to do?
The time has come for answers
From our chosen few
When will they be exposed
For the crimes they’ve done?
They told everyone to get jabbed
And now they’re on the run
I wish he’d stopped his bambling, and listen to what I said
He’d no doubt be alive now, instead of fucking dead
Well I guess he had it coming, acting so silly
If you’re going to trust the government, you’re playing a lottery
Well now naive people
What are you going to do?
When will you ask the questions
To our motley crew?
Ye cannot tell me they are not
Aware of what they’ve done
Cause that was the plan all along
Right from the starting gun
We live in a fictional prison, trained to toe the line
I must have escaped that plight when I realised my mind was mine
Far from TV prison, is a healthy place to stay
If your sick from being programmed, get outside and play
Cheers!
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