Car Show
They will not control us
We will be victorious
Paranoia is in bloom,
The PR transmissions will resume
They'll try to push drugs that keep us all dumbed down
And hope that we will never see the truth around
(Come on)
Another promise, another seed
Another packaged lie to keep us trapped in greed
And all the green belts wrapped around our minds
And endless red tape to keep the truth confined
(Come on)
They will not force us
They will stop degrading us
(Come on)
They will not...
...victorious
(Come on)