(1939 in review)

[Chorus]

Mic check, is this thing tapped?

‘Cause I can’t say shit without being hacked

Mic check, is this thing tapped?

‘Cause I know they hit record and play it back

X2

Town houses, bugged out

Drop the bomb, smoke them out

Eavesdropper, free thought stopper

In my home, in my phone, in a helicopter

Looking down in the towns with a searchlight

There's a shadow with no sun tonight, alright?

C4 to the door, say hello to your big brother

Now put your hands up motherfucker

[Chorus]

Mic check, is this thing tapped?

‘Cause I can’t say shit without being hacked

Mic check, is this thing tapped?

‘Cause I know they hit record and play it back

X2

There’s a storm about to roll in

Boarded up I’m Edward Snowden

Morse coding

Messages behind the men in black

Bite my lip before i catch a bullet in the back of my head

Narcs sleeping in my bed?

Keeping tabs on everything I said

Hand me over to the feds

Drag me to the chemical sheds

And let my last words be:

"Free speech is dead"

"Free speech is dead"

"Free speech is dead"

[Rou Reynolds]

Yes, solid

From GCHQ to the NSA

When the tables are turned

Laws are nothing but hearsay

They are subject to the whims of stubborn rulers

Taking a drill to a hard drive ain’t gonna fool us

It’s all uncovered, their shadows are lifted

Through the metadata, and content they're sifting

Ask my boy Orwell what the hell do we do

His fiction pervades the future, for me and you

C4 to the door say hello to your big brother

C4 to the door say hello to your big brother

[Rou Reynolds]

Now put your hands up you fuck

C4 to the door say hello to your big brother

C4 to the door say hello to your big brother

Now put your hands up you fuck

[Chorus]

Mic check, is this thing tapped?

‘Cause I can’t say shit without being hacked

Mic check, is this thing tapped?

‘Cause I know they hit record and play it back

X2