Good Citizen Songtext
von iyah may

Oh, you′re a Nazi, oh, you want peace
You're just a citizen, and you′re still on a leash
It doesn't matter which team you choose
At the end of the game, you lose
You're just a chess piece on a board full of Vaders

Keep up the porn, keep up the chems
Keep up the war, war, war
Keep up the Reps, keep up the Dems
Giving them more, more, more
Stay silent, stay violent
Stay plugged in and divided

Cool, now let′s get rid of the cash
Digital ID, and let′s turn up the tax
Mr. Thiel, Mr. Anderson, they warned us with the blue pill
And they tell us before they do it in the movies like it ain't real

Billy Gates, he makes a profit off disease
Buys up all the farms and patents what we eat
Him and Pfizer got a trillion-dollar dream
You can go and depopulate the elites


So they killed Charlie, and they killed Marley
Both the Kennedys and Marilyn
They killed Dianna, and they killed Jackson
We are their legacy, this is their anthem
Stay silent, stay violent
Stay plugged in and divided

Bombs drop from heaven just like hail
Dragged your own through the mud, well done, Israel
When the altar and a ballot and the barrel shouldn′t meet
Cleanse a country, kill the children, Mr. Bibi, how do you sleep?

(Mm) this is an Orwellian wet dream
Puppet strings are under threat
(Mm) burn our souls to power the machine
Puppet strings are under threat

Can kill my flesh, not my spirit, ooh
Puppet strings are under threat
Are you a wolf in a world full of sheep?
Puppet strings are under threat

BlackRock and Starmer
I have to talk about Starmer
Okay, well, sing it
Palantir watch us like hawks, and BlackRock is black to its core
Funding the digital war, Starmer like Judas on tour
Now be a good civilian
While the folks on the hill keep making billions


Keep up the porn, keep up the chems
Keep up the war, war, war
Keep up the Reps, keep up the Dems
Giving them more, more, more
Stay silent, stay violent
Stay plugged in and divided

Cool, now let's get rid of the cash
Digital ID, and let′s turn up the tax
Mr. Thiel, Mr. Anderson, they warned us with the blue pill
And they tell us before they do it in the movies like it ain't real

(Mm) this is an Orwellian wet dream
(Mm) puppet strings are under threat
Burn our souls to power the machine
Puppet strings are under threat

You can kill my flesh, not my spirit, ooh
Puppet strings are under threat
Are you a wolf in a world full of sheep?
Puppet strings are under threat

(Mm) this is an Orwellian wet dream
(Mm) puppet strings are under threat
(Mm) burn our souls to power the machine
Puppet strings are under threat

Can kill my flesh, not my spirit, ooh
Puppet strings are under threat
Are you a wolf in a world full of sheep?
Puppet strings are under threat

Once you perceive what lies beneath the surface
Once you glimpse the truth behind the polite illusions
You are faced with a terrible choice
Do you speak or do you remain silent?
If you speak, you disturb the dream
If you stay silent, you disturb your soul
This is not a simple dilemma, it′s an ancient tension
Between truth and belonging, between authenticity and acceptance
When you speak, when you dare to name what others deny
You risk being cast out, and not always gently