As the years run further from the past
We leave behind the voices of simplistic reason
Buried beneath manufactured lies, is the truth
These voices burn, and these voices bite
Cuz, baby, the powerful give zero f*cks
Paulo Freire told us in the sixties
His words bit savagely
His clarity, astounding
Every mechanism
Every turn
He revealed them all
Redemption and damnation
Are often served at the same table
Sometimes, the lines blur
And it's hard to distinguish one from the other
The One Percenters have puppet strings, too
The Upper Level's power is no fable
Tricking trillions each moment
Herding, in their subtle way
Oh, apathy
Oh, data
Oh, influence
Oh, power
Oh, control
Oh, me, oh, my
Don't believe everything, you're taught or read
Think critically, for yourself
Manipulation is subtle and rife
Mindless sheep, are led to strife
Oh woah, oh ohh ohh
Uh-uh-uh-uh
It's your mind, oppressors want to dominate
It's your future, the elite want to oppress
Be radical and not a pawn
Question everything, find the truth in the lies
Question everything
Find the truth
Hidden by, their lies