Mr. Bureaucracy can you control the air I breatheA broken democracy you won't control my sanityMr. Bureaucracy can you control my privacyA state of security you can't control my mind it's freeI'm broken down by what I need freedom of choice not good for meMy stomach hurts your hungry greed can't put me down I'm on my kneesMr. Bureaucracy can you control my destinyThe clothes I wear the food I eat the lies I'm told my self esteemMr. Hypocrisy can you destroy my hopes and dreamsA blindfold monopoly you can't destroy my mind it's freeI'm broken down by what I need freedom of choice not good for meMy stomach hurts your hungry greed can't push me down I'm on my kneesIt's better to stay down don't have to think for yourselfIt's better to play dumb don't have to prove yourselfThere's never a way out you gotta work for your debtIt's better to break out you gotta free yourselfThe government won't leave me alone, I'm tired and spent I'm tired and oldThe government won't leave me alone, I'm tired and spent just leave mealoneLeave me aloneI'm all jaded intimidated, My colour's faded I'm liberatedMake me sad, make me beg, contents read, weighed and fed, I'm half deaddrained and bledIt won't be long..© Pete Mac/Mike Mac/Paradox 2010