Lyrics

NOTHING BUT A NUMBER

Freedom, a hopeless fantasy,
Power, proclaiming war is peace,
And the Ministry of Tyranny is here to stay.

Freedom, a form of slavery,
Power, employing Thought Police,
But the memory is guaranteed to fade away.

You are nothing but a number,
In the name of Big Brother.
You are nothing but a number on a screen.
You are nothing but a number,
In the name of Big Brother.
You are under the control of the machine.

Freedom, the face of slavery,
Power, proclaiming war is peace,
And the Ministry of Tyranny is here to stay.

You are nothing but a number,
In the name of Big Brother.
You are nothing but a number on a screen.
You are nothing but a number,
In the name of Big Brother.
You are under the control of the machine.

Welcome to 1984,
Where nothing is yours,
Save a few cubic centimeters in your skull.
You may be home, or at work,
Fast asleep, wide awake,
In the bedroom, in the bathroom,
There is no escape, from the overseeing eyes of Big Brother.
You make just one mistake and you’ll suffer.
1984 isn’t fiction no more,
Don’t need to look further than the fact that . . .

You are nothing but a number,
In the name of Big Brother.
You are nothing but a number on a screen.
You are nothing but a number,
In the name of Big Brother.
You are under the control of the machine.