Ever get the feeling

That there's somebody out there

And do you ever think

That they know what you're thinking


Now the satellites are down

We can ask them to calm down

Control is the core

It's nineteen eighty four


We're a breakthrough

We're defiant

But we're blinded

By the science

We're a breakthrough

We're defiant

But we're deafened

By the silence


Hey Mr No One

You can have my eyes

Or the maybe just the one

I've heard of the kingdom


Try to kill me

Try to find me

I don't listen any more

I've got no problems

No problems

I don't listen any more


Hypothetical question

Are we paranoid?

Hypothetical answer

That depends on who's asking