Telescreen - 10 Years

If the joke’s on me, then the joke’s on you

To think freedom of speech meant telling the truth

Riddle of, riddle of (Written as facts, riddle is this ?)

It’s like reading the lips of a ventriloquist

The illusion of choice left everyone confused

And let the elephant into this smoke-filled room

Blood red, sky blue

Right, left, win, lose

Follow our leaders to the end

Borrow our freedom from the dead

We swallowed the bait and bought the farm

Of fear and hate in this house of god

Divided we stand like bricks in the wall

Uniting the ones wagging the dog

Bite the hand that feeds,

Live on your knees or die on your feet

Blood red, sky blue

Right, left, win, lose

Follow our leaders to the end

Borrow our freedom from the dead

Follow our leaders to the end

Borrow our freedom from the dead