Winston Smith Takes It On The Jaw

We got no razor blades, we got no victory gin

I got no tiny alcove to hide myself in

To say things weren't good would not be an untruth

But I just met a girl from the anti-sex youth

We get up in the morning for physical jerks

We might pass in the hall as we're going to work

I have found us a place where there's no telescreen

And there's no hidden mikes and it's not too unclean

While the high remain high

And the middle change places

The low don't want to know they tell all with their faces

She might sit afront of me for the two minutes hate

I might see her again if it's not already too late

So they will take the book away from me

So let them catch me talking in my sleep

I guess I never really understood the law

So winston smith takes it on the jaw

So let's do what we want, it makes no difference now

When the thought police find us, we're dead anyhow

Kick us out of the party and bust us to parole

Then they'll stuff us both into a memory hole

So let them haul me off to 101

Public confessions of everything we've done

Of everything I heard and everything I saw

When winston smith takes it on the jaw