Ghost Elite

 
There’s a ghost in the machine
It knows exactly where I’ve been
Knows all the porn I look at
Knows all the porn I puke at
Knows every filthy key stroke
Knows every messenger friend poke
Every image, every insufferable I-tune
Every e-mail, every meme cartoon
All insults typed into twitter
Shows how angry and how bitter
Shows me as a raging troll
Call to arms my latest call
Stores up all my personal data
To be sold on sometime later
My details to the highest bidder

My broadband now I reconsider
But, for me, it’s all to late
The horse has bolted out the gate
They know everything I’ve done
And all things yet left undone
Free speech never unmolested
Will get you easily arrested
The price of free expression fail
Could be ten years spent in jail

The elite control the nation
With this internet sedation
With their blackmail and extortion
You attempt a deep contortion
But the deep web’s sullied too
That’s their place, it’s not for you

There’s a ghost in the machine
It knows exactly where I’ve been
And our internet they’ll cut
If we don’t keep our mouths shut
They apply their final solution
There will be no revolution
Power lies where power lies
With your slavery you patronise
Log in now and do their thing
Even a caged bird knows how to sing