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Get your rock and roll, get it under control
Oh yeah, look out
Right now, it’s time to get up and get what’s ours
Well, everything is under control
Get on up
Oh baby, you got to get down
That’s right, everything is under control
I got your souls under control
Television incision on the frontal lobe
Capitalism or mind control
You know big brother ain’t a TV show
It’s how we roll with what they know
Reality bites me comfortably
Inducing you into watching me, watching you, watching we
Methodically pan optic sheep stay sleeping peep it
Yeah
MK sulking vultures circus cool aid acid electro pulses
One thing
A bay full of pigs and a sky of vulcans
Marilyn Monroe swinging with the sultans
Come on
Ain’t it something moneys bumping
Yeah
But it’s all in mode with no production
Oh
Murdoch pop lock top for consumption
My talk opted for saying something
Well, everything is under control
Get on up
Oh baby, you got to get down
That’s right, yeah, everything is under control
I got your souls under control
All right, get on up, tell me what I said, cause I am fed up, kick back
Black helicopter knights of Malta
Illuminate partners, tower topplers
Vatican taps on the Texas mafia
Pentagon packs with lockheed martin
Come on
Nafta, Gatt contact with martians
Oh
Spark plug jacks to Hitler offspring
Dick Cheney on smack for a busted O-ring
Everything is under control
Yeah
Everything is under control
Everything is under control
I got your soul baby, it’s under control
Yeah, I gonna wind it back, oh yeah, I said everything is under control
Oh yeah
Everything is under control
I said everything is under control
Everything is under control
I got our souls is under control
Everything is under control
I got everything is under control
Everything is under control
I got your soul baby, under control
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