What are we gonna do now?   Taking off his turban, they said, is this man a Jew?   'Cause they're working for the Clampdown   They put up a poster saying we earn more than you!   When we're working for the Clampdown      We will teach our twisted speech   To the unbelievers   We will train our blue-eyed men   To be young believers      The judge said five to ten-but I say double that again   I'm not working for the Clampdown   No man born with a living soul   Can be working for the Clampdown      Kick over the wall 'cause government's to fall   How can you refuse it?   Let fury have the hour, anger can be power   D'you know that you can use it?      The voices in your head are calling   Stop wasting your time, there's nothing coming   Only a fool would think someone could save you   The men at the factory are old and cunning   You don't owe nothing, so boy get runnin'   It's the best years of your life they want to steal      You grow up and you calm down   You're working for the Clampdown   You start wearing the blue and brown   You're working for the Clampdown      So you got someone to boss around   And make you feel big now   You drift until you brutalize   And make your first kill now      In these days of evil presidentes   Working for the Clampdown   But lately one or two has fully paid their due   For working for the Clampdown   But ha! Gitalong! Gitalong!      And I've given away no secrets   Who's barmy now?