What's that over there?
What's that over here?
What's that thing this thing
that forges thus our fear?
Did you hear this?
Did you hear that?
Did you hear the bad report
and know the chitter chat?
We must believe it all
We must adhere to them
We must be paranoid about
their every whit and whim
For they know best for us
For they know all you see
For they lie not though contradict
depending on the breeze
It must be right of course
It must be all the truth
It must be just as they have said
t'would not be on the news
So let us now have fear
So let us be afraid
So let us paranoia reign
and all of us be played
And drown we must oblige
And drown we all shall be
And drown beneath the path of fear
that others hope we'll be
Ensnare our willing fate
Ensnare our forceful will
Ensnare our great ambition drive
toward paranoia's ill
Till paralyzed we be
till paralyzed and still
Till paralyzed and quiet mass
without a doubt or shrill
So bow our willing heads
So bow our bended knee
So bow our hope in sacred word
and never more be free
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