Well the brain-washing went great, a big success
Except that journalist, she's stirring discontent
She's willed her words to slip through the program's cracks
They bind to brains and act to loosen up our grip
We'll have to set a trap, what powers shall we call?
We'd better keep this all under hush-hush wraps
No worries, gentlemen, she's really only just
A terrorist, I trust
The world was made to burn, of this I'm sure
But what about the girl?
She's old enough to know
If she gets back home
She'll have made an enemy
She's younger than she acts
She's digging up the facts
To expose our secrecy
Only to find the Government Mind
Don't trust the government
Don't trust the Government Mind
They gotcha 'cause they watch ya
And they know what you're doing
They gather information that could
Lead you to ruin
They'll get away with murder
'Cause they know that they can
They're the evil elevated powers
Of illuminated rulers
I'm not who you think I am
I'm not your neighbor next door
I know what a pentagon is for
I am a government man
I am a government man
They're spying and they're lying
And there's nothing much to it
They trap us in a tech-cloud
And we willingly do it
They're aiming at our privacy
With webby weapons
They're the psychoanalytic hypocritic
Advertising agents
I'm not who you think I am
I'm not some grocery store clerk
I make black magic spells work
I am a government man
I am a government man
Their heads are full of shit that their mouths repeat
And their mouths are full of shit
And they spit when they speak
They throw our money out the door
They throw our money out the door
Feed the hungry? No! Fuck the poor!
They throw our money out the door
What the fuck is a system for?
Helping folks with money make more
Their heads are full of shit that their mouths repeat
And their mouths are full of shit
And they spit when they speak
They spit when they speak
A live record from the legendary Diamanda Galás finds the artist exploring the outer fringes of pop with only her voice and a piano. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 30, 2024