Ever get the feeling  That there's somebody out there  And do you ever think  That they know what you're thinking    Now the satellites are down  We can ask them to calm down  Control is the core  It's nineteen eighty four    We're a breakthrough  We're defiant  But we're blinded  By the science  We're a breakthrough  We're defiant  But we're deafened  By the silence    Hey Mr No One  You can have my eyes  Or the maybe just the one  I've heard of the kingdom    Try to kill me  Try to find me  I don't listen any more  I've got no problems  No problems  I don't listen any more    Hypothetical question  Are we paranoid?  Hypothetical answer  That depends on who's asking