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By: Cedric McClester You went undercover Only to discover That your big brother Was watching you There’s no escaping Cos he was taping Now you don’t know What to do You’re reaction To this distraction Has you packing But they’ll be trackin Where you are Use your cell and they can tell Whether you’re walkin Or in a car Nineteen eight-four Came inside the door And Orwell had it right Like a doting mother Your big brother Is clockin you day and night You feel trapped Cos your phone is tapped And your TV’s watchin you The places you shop At every store you stop Has information too The time and date What you bought and ate Nineteen eight-four Is inside the door And Orwell had it right Like a doting mother Your big brother Is clockin you day and night You feel trapped Cos your phone is tapped And your TV’s watchin you The places you shop At every store you stop Has information too The time and date What you bought and ate Nineteen eight-four Is inside the door And Orwell had it right Like a doting mother Your big brother Is clockin you day and night You’re reaction To this distraction Has you packing But they’ll be trackin Where you are Use your cell and they can tell Whether you’re walkin Or in a car Nineteen eight-four Is inside the door And Orwell had it right Like a doting mother Your big brother Is clockin you day and night (c) Copyright 2015, Cedric McClester. All rights reserved.
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Apr 20, 2015
Apr 20, 2015 at 8:14 AM UTC
BIG BROTHER (1984)
By: Cedric McClester You went undercover Only to discover That your big brother Was watching you There’s no escaping Cos he was taping Now you don’t know What to do You’re reaction To this distraction Has you packing But they’ll be trackin Where you are Use your cell and they can tell Whether you’re walkin Or in a car Nineteen eight-four Came inside the door And Orwell had it right Like a doting mother Your big brother Is clockin you day and night You feel trapped Cos your phone is tapped And your TV’s watchin you The places you shop At every store you stop Has information too The time and date What you bought and ate Nineteen eight-four Is inside the door And Orwell had it right Like a doting mother Your big brother Is clockin you day and night You feel trapped Cos your phone is tapped And your TV’s watchin you The places you shop At every store you stop Has information too The time and date What you bought and ate Nineteen eight-four Is inside the door And Orwell had it right Like a doting mother Your big brother Is clockin you day and night You’re reaction To this distraction Has you packing But they’ll be trackin Where you are Use your cell and they can tell Whether you’re walkin Or in a car Nineteen eight-four Is inside the door And Orwell had it right Like a doting mother Your big brother Is clockin you day and night (c) Copyright 2015, Cedric McClester. All rights reserved.
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Apr 20, 2015
Apr 20, 2015 at 8:14 AM UTC
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