Privy:


Imagine the effin lunacy
They're bawling about privacy
Inside the crown jewel of "democracy"
All of a sudden consternation in the class
Somebody's gone and exposed the elephant's sinister ass
aN eSsAy of malicious eyes and ears
Serving whom?
George orwell must've foreseen your fears

Speaking of irony
In the land of the free
You're completely caged
In a rather dubious if extremely airy and mostly invisible crate
Living large and dunce 
Within your "democratic" police state
What's new is old
What's old is new
Breaking flash for you
Anything goes in times of contrived war
Pawns in an outlander's chess game
That's all that you really are

What a thing
Everybody's sleuthimg
And the ship is still sinking
Baffled by the righteous lies
By the time you frigging realize
It was all an illusion
High-tech wool misting your minds and eyes
Too late too late
Misfortune is thoroughly cleaning your slate

Imagine the lunacy
They're bawling about privacy
Inside the bastion of the brave
The king it seems
May turn out to be a mere knave

Me raated!
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