We're living in our units
And one thing we can do is Work for a life without a fate
We don't pay any taxes
But the state is the axes
Of our minds without love without hate We have a higher order
Our society is such a glorious thing
No one needs to be a hoarder In our centers we can dream of
Anything you never think of You can't say we are puppets on a string
Our minds are kept so clean
Checked up on a screen
They're holy men, they're saints
Without them we might all fail We don't know war and crime
Things of ancient times
And the red one's for my wife
We just see it if we put on video The blue pass is for my life
It's the only thing we really need to show There are still some without rules
The Guardians will find them as we've seen
But I tell you, they're all fools They get new brains screwed in then
We got banks where we freeze them And act contrarily to what they have been
With new minds made so clean
Checked up on a screen
They will be the saints
Without them we might all fail Guardians of our lives
Protect security
They turn the key and they step in
Controlling you and me
Guardians of our lives
Take care eternally Puppets on a string Puppets on a string.
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