BC: Rat a tat tat Rat a tat tat Here come the thought police. Rat a tat tat Their boots pounding on the ground as they come for you. Rat a tat tat You could not be saved if you ran for a thousand years.
1: I have no control The government is watching Freedom is no more
2: Winston His mind repels the Party's brainwashing. Although he hides it, his hatred grows strong.
3: Oh how i wish The Party would collapse. Like a building, crumbling at its core.
4: My mind is confined by the barriers of the Party I am a caged lion.
5: The screen watches me eagerly, observing my every move. Nowhere is private. You cannot hide.