We were there
On the outside
Everywhere
Insanity could not hide
So we point it out
And they make us wrong
And so we start to shout
Please tell me how could this go on?
And then the police come, and chase us away
We got to stay in our rooms
We got to stay in our rooms
We can’t pray in those rooms
Just stay in our rooms
How could we keep ourselves from seeing
What the future had in store
Going “unconscious” to the greedy ones
Has never worked before
Questions of future generations
Are the furthest from their mind
The only questions to be tabled
Are the tumble and the rise
They say to wear a mask, and never take it off
And when you ride the bus, don’t want to hear a cough
We’ll put a twelve inch swab, up into your brain
Frontal lobotomy, and you won’t say a thing
216 weeks since they locked us down and when you go
outside ain't a soul around
Just a computer nerd with a shiny prick
and if you want some food you gotta go through him
217 this s*** is getting old
And if you want some drink
you gotta sell your soul
They're gonna squirt it in they're going to turn it on
then you'll be walking around in the zombie zone
Not gonna stay in these rooms
Not gonna stay in these rooms
Not gonna stay in these rooms
Not gonna stay in these rooms
Not gonna stay in these rooms
No more
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