1984,
We’re living 1984,
No rights in our lives,
We’re all on the silicone wall,
1984,
Cameras and spies,
You walk among your fellow man,
As they watch your life,
1984, 1984,
CCTV,
A camera on every street,
The newspaper illegally,
Tape your every word,
Micro- chip, email,
Internet, they know how,
You’ve learnt all you have learned,
CHORUS
Now the march is on,
Now they walk the walk,
They can create all you never thought,
False flag,
An atomic bomb,
WMD that never you never saw,
The innocent, die in war,
That’s how it’s gonna be,
CHORUS
CCTV,
A camera on every street,
The newspaper illegally,
Tape your every word,
Micro- chip, email,
Internet, they know how,
You’ve learnt all you have learned,
Those who never see,
Are those who will believe?
The new world order is here today,
And here today it’s gonna stay,
Unless you rise up,
And have your say,
That’s how it’s gonna be,
CHORUS
Immaterial,
Your life is immaterial,
A pointless exercise,
Alone and miserable,
Only you can change,
Yes! Only you can change,
You’re unbearable,
So unbearable,
You think the world is all against you,
And they’re building up a wall,
Only you can change,
Yes! Only you can change,
Immaterial, unbearable,
A pointless exercise,
Alone and miserable,
Only you can change,
You don’t want to change at all,
Life to you is living in a pit,
Where problems sing,
And you’re the number one hit,
Life to you is living in the dark.
You to get out more,
You need fall apart,
With your shadowless eyes,
And you’re black as coal heart,
You to get out more,
You need fall apart,
CHORUS
Immaterial,
Your life is immaterial,
A pointless exercise,
Alone and miserable,
Only you can change,
Yes! Only you can change,
You’re unbearable,
So unbearable,
You think the world is all against you,
And they’re building up a wall,
Only you can change,
Yes! Only you can change,
They watched the man,
In the blue silk suit,
Standing upon the stage,
He drew the crowd closer to his voice,
His songs knew all their names,
When he hit the notes,
They couldn’t reach,
Tears welled in their eyes,
They were watching a thin white duke,
Committing rock’s greatest suicide,
He played guitar with a nervous hand,
Though you wouldn’t know,
He sang the songs with a different wind,
The kind that’s white a snow,
Held a skull and sang the words,
That time he thought would end,
He sang it live, with tears in his eyes,
Playing out a familiar scene,
He’s live, live once again,
He’s live; his life is constant change,
He’s live, just a mortal man,
Each line of the songs he sings,
He lives like no other man,
A costume change,
The scenes removed,
The dogs are howling in the night,
He sings a song, ten years from now,
Whose predictions came so right?
The sweetest sound did not fade,
As the lights began to dim,
The chameleon would change his style,
The sound would stay with him,
CHORUS
He sang the songs with a different wind,
The kind that’s white a snow,
He sang the songs with a different wind,
The kind that’s white a snow,