We're Living In Our Units

And One Thing We Can Do Is

Work For A Life Without A Fate

We Don't Pay Any Taxes

But The State Is The Axes

Of Our Minds Without Love Without Hate



We Have A Higher Order

No One Needs To Be A Hoarder

Our Society Is Such A Glorious Thing

In Our Centers We Can Dream Of

Anything You Never Think Of

You Can't Say We Are Puppets On A String



Our Minds Are Kept So Clean

Checked Up On A Screen

They're Holy Men, They're Saints

Without Them We Might All Fail



We Don't Know War And Crime

Things Of Ancient Times

We Just See It If We Put On Video

The Blue Pass Is For My Life

And The Red One's For My Wife

It's The Only Thing We Really Need To Show



There Are Still Some Without Rules

But I Tell You, They're All Fools

The Guardians Will Find Them As We've Seen

We Got Banks Where We Freeze Them

They Get New Brains Screwed In Then

And Act Contrarily To What They Have Been



With New Minds Made So Clean

Checked Up On A Screen

They Will Be The Saints

Without Them We Might All Fail



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Guardians Of Our Lives

Protect Security

They Turn The Key And They Step In

Controlling You And Me

Guardians Of Our Lives

Take Care Eternally



Puppets On A String

Puppets On A String