In my room the cameras sit on every side of me

Silently I sit and watch the death of privacy

What I eat and buy and think gets traded back and forth

And I can't keep from feeling like I've heard this all before





Where have I heard this before?

I know I've heard this before

I'm afraid of what's behind that door

Strap the ratcage to my face

Hey, welcome to 1984





2 2 don't equal 5, guess I'm just no fun

And suddenly the mall looks just like Room 101

State suported sitcoms gonna keep me in my place

With all their pretty people like a boot right in my face





(CHORUS)





We all stay distracted stapled to our telescreens

Keeping us convinced we're not just cogs in a machine

Enemies with perfect timing keep us all in line

While Dawsn's Creek and Abercrombie sanitize our minds





If I don't consume enough here come the thought police

To put me in designer clothes and put me on my knees

We thought the evil empire had vanished from our door

We've made ourselves a worse big brother then we had before





(CHORUS)