Don't tell me settle, settle down, settle down They're making waves in the streets, in the towns Don't be fooled, they know the way to make you all resound Sing the praises, sing the lines, sing the hymns You think the worst that they could do is him? Well he may be the CIC, but that's not where it ends The Gestapo don't ask, They just round up by class, and they fend for their own Don't be sad, don't be lonely, it's bad But you'll never really be alone A crafted masterpiece the media disperse Give you a hero and then take him in a hearse Lift you up, and throw him down, just like they rehearsed God only knows what the bastards choose to preach Design a model, not to heal, not to teach To pacify and glorify the makings of the leach The Gestapo don't ask, they just round up by class And they fend for their own Don't be sad, don't be lonely, it's bad But you'll never really be alone