Your mind is controlled

You're a puppet on a string

Their flag you'll wave

Their anthem you'll sing

Your will is broken

Where it once was strong

You've got no choice

But to go along



So come along quietly

We'd like to hear your views

If they're not ours

We'll just turn some screws



There's no use resisting

So don't you try

You'll be a good citizen

Or you'll die

We've got big plans

For someone like you

So come along we'll brainwash you



No voice. No choice. Obey or die.

No voice. No choice. Obey or die.