(original full length version)
Small minds just need dope and games
They are elected so they are to blame.
Fighting for justice is a loosing game.
You’re watching the game your conscience is clear,
You don’t need to act, You still do have beer.
Who is pressing the buttons on your remote?
Can’t think for yourself but still you may vote.
Small minds just need dope and games
Freedom of speech: You don’t know what to say.
Freedom of thaught: You don’t think anyway.
You have a vote but on You they all prey,
watching and doping Your life wastes away.
The people immature is still in its puberty.
Millions out of work are just a minority
Small minds just need dope and games
Ideas secondhand make you march uniform,
freedom exists only inside their norm.
Dead fish are on their way downstream.
Rotting heads stink unable to dream.
Your life has no meaning except as a cogwheel
in the monstrous machinery that runs for their goal.
Small minds just need dope and games
Work for Your enemy, Your labour‘s for free.
Work just to pay tax, that’s not for me.
They claim Your wealth and fabricate truth.
Reject all their drugs, there’s nothing to loose.
Electronic and chemical but still they are chains,
switch off your TV, use what’s left of Your brains!
Small minds just need dope and games
Down from the couch and into the street!
If You don’t fight you’re already dead meat.
New social apartheid along lines of class
You’ll never emancipate while you sit on Your arse.
„Get up stand up for your right“
How about let’s say tonight?
Small minds just need dope and games
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