Oppressing you, Oppressing me   The bane is called technology   No one is free, thought crimes a sin   with chips that slip beneath your skin,   bar codes tattooed behind your eyes   all seeing cameras in the skies   upgraded forms of mind control   upgraded life, downloaded soul.      Rise up and stand up, and get up and go   It's your last chance move quick get out while no one knows   R.F. ID I-C chips clipped deep within your bones   GPS locater on your wire tapped phone   Taking down democracy one brick at a time   Leaving the facade but it's hollow inside   right hand, palm down bar code on your wrist   left hand raised- (fight back!) we will resist      in the name of what once called liberty   We now hold tight to our security      Take a deep breath the plastic in your lungs   Take a fresh battery and touch it to your tounge   Too proud to take too proud to shape to make a sound   mistake replace the tape the time is running down   so everything we ever see is makeup and a blue screen   recut re-edit just to recreate the social scene   synthesized flesh designed to impress upon the rest of us   the aesthetics of the upper class.