| It was a bright cold day in April the clocks
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| were striking on thirteen when she checked the mailbox.
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| She yawned and took her place,
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| numbered and indexed and neat in the database.
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| Just looked the same as any old letter,
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| in it drop, tear the top, and a card inside.
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| They say that it’ll make our lives better.
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| Nothing to fear if you’ve got none to hide.
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| You’ll be data protected, you’ll be part of the team
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| now that you’re a number on the screen.
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| All securely connected to the central machine
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| now that you’re a number on the screen.
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| Outside, the sky, was shiny and blue,
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| the officer stopped her and scanned all her details through.
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| She smiled because she knew
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| that he was from England because he had a nice card too.
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| The fingerprint it didn’t upset her,
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| for these laws in the wars he fought and died.
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| They say that it’ll make our lives better,
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| nothing to fear if you’ve got none to hide.
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| You’ll be data protected, you’ll be part of the team
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| now that you’re a number on the screen.
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| All securely connected to the central machine
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| now that you’re a number on the screen.
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| Your attention!
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| Our survey says our system has total public approval
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| of our use of your data for preventioneering of illegals,
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| full obliteration of dole scrounge tacticians
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| and further elucidation of preventative counter measures on the continued war
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| on terror.
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| So there is no reason for you to worry. |
| Things are under control.
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| It was a bright cold day in April the clocks
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| were striking on thirteen when she checked the mailbox.
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| By then it was too late to save civil liberties we don’t appreciate. |