By Mingus Casey
privacy is a common enemy
of the ones who say they keep us free
the truth is something else you'll learn
when your mind it starts to burn
they tell us now they have the right
to look inside our thoughts and minds
i tell them that they are unkind
that we have the right to silence of another kind
they tell us they'll protect us yeah
they tell us their the very best
with a moral code that'll pass every test
how long til they plot their fall
when they realise where they've gone
how can one continue this
unfairness is not justice
unless the courts are kangaroos
sitting in the park alone
with a parabolic microphone
sitting all alone at home
another secret telephone
nothing sacred nothing secret now
just another paranoid delusional
whats the secret of this life
where and when will this strife
end and start well you will see
nothings left but what is free