The Unthinking Majority
We don't need your democracy.
Execute them kindly for me.
Take them by their filthy nostrils
Put them up in doggy hostels.
We don't need your hypocrisy
Execute real democracy.
Post-industrial society
The unthinking majority
Anti-depressants
Controlling tools of your system
Making life more tolerable (x2)
Anti-depressants
Controlling tools of your system
Making life more tolerable (x2)
We don't need your hypocrisy
Execute real democracy.
Post-industrial society
The unthinking majority
Anti-depressants
Controlling tools of your system
Making life more tolerable (x2)
Anti-depressants
Controlling tools of your system
Making life more tolerable (x2)
We don't need your hypocrisy
Execute real democracy.
Post-industrial society
The unthinking majority
Post-industrial society
The unthinking majority
We don't need your hypocrisy
Execute real democracy.
Post-industrial society
The unthinking majority
Post-industrial society
The unthinking majority
I believe that you're wrong
Insinuating that they hold the bomb
Clearing the way for the oil brigade (x2)
I believe that you're wrong
Insinuating that they hold the bomb
Clearing the way for the oil brigade (x2)
Ooooohahh...
Anti-depressants
Controlling tools of your system
Making life more tolerable (x2)
Anti-depressants
Controlling tools of your system
Making life more tolerable (x2)
Anti-depressants
Controlling tools of your system
Making life more tolerable (x2)
I believe that you're wrong
Insinuating that they hold the bomb
Clearing the way for the oil brigade (x2)
We don't need your hypocrisy
Execute real democracy.
Post-industrial society
The unthinking majority
We don't need your hypocrisy
Execute real democracy.
Post-industrial society
The unthinking majority
I believe that you're wrong
Insinuating that they hold the bomb
Clearing the way for the oil brigade (x2)
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