They got me on the tele-screen
The Thought Police are at my back
door
I can't protest, I can't scream
So well controlled in eighty four
So well
controlled in eighty four
So well controlled in eighty four
There is no room for
individuals
Big Brother watches every move you make
No room for human thougts at all
If
you object you very life's at stake
So well controlled in eighty four
So well controlled in
eighty four
So well controlled in eighty four
So well controlled in eighty four
Nineteen
eighty four
Things are run so conveniently
When we stop thinking for ourselves
In the
interest of pre-ordained schemes
We play the role while we should rebel
So well controlled
in eighty four
So well controlled in eighty four
So well controlled in eighty four
So
well controlled in eighty four
Nineteen eighty four
So well controlled in eighty four
So
well controlled in eighty four
