They took the piss out of Citizen Smith
Just like his dream was a pathetic joke,
And witch-hunts blacklisted actors as if
The rich were scared of what they might evoke.
Repression's waters run silent and deep,
As though there were no enemy to fight,
They go to work while we're all fast asleep
Assuring us that everything's alright.
I am so busy how can I disprove
The information that I'm filled up with?
I would not even know which way to move
To prove that all those worries are a myth.
So I keep quiet and just go along
With all the things I know are bad and wrong.
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