Lyrics:
In Europe and America there's a growing feeling of hysteria.
Conditioned to respond to all the threats
In the rhetorical speeches of the Soviets.
conditioned
See, that control is what's having us
Lose control of our children
Some things I never understand
No matter how hard I try
If I behave and go
sweat
'Cause it's freedom or death and they won't question it
At a job site the boss is god like
Conditioned workhorses park at a stoplight
air-conditioned, patent leather farmhouse,
On our ultra-modern, scientific farm,
We'll live in a stream-lined heaven,
And we'll waste no time on charm!
No
In the air-conditioned building
Decorated with corporate flair
I wonder
Can these boys smell me bleeding
Though my underwear
There's men wearing
unwritten, yeah
Oh, oh
I break tradition
Sometimes my tries, are outside the lines, yeah
We've been conditioned to not make mistakes
But I can't live
"Well, I never thought you"
Years of camaraderie suddenly disappear
Almost like you never were here
Unconditional love becomes very conditioned when
on a crazy train(lets go!)
I've listened to preachers
I've listened to fools
I've watched all the dropouts
Who make their own rules
One person conditioned
conditioned to keeping sparking this
Hating our own women
Intimacy divisions
And indecisions
Relational confusion
Materialistic dilutions
And all this cuz
i told my brothers
Don't you ask me for no favors
I'm conditioned by the system
Don't you talk to me don't scream and shout
She pray to god,
sentiments
Conditioned from these richer men
We are all broken
We need freedom from the oligarchs
Freedom from the choking
Young girl wanderers
Lost in these
we see it every day
conditioned not to see
our minds and lips
shut up
pry up our self esteem
domino game
idle figurines
until they're gone
monuments
demon said, "Motherfucker, you earned this"
Like they strip you of everything you're deserving
Realize there is a prison in us, we are conditioned
Two sides twist and then collide
You're calling off the guards (Am I coming?)
I'm coming through. (Am I coming?)
Adulteress conditioned to a spin
So you can buy more shit you don't have time to use
Quit hanging around in this air conditioned town
Where your life is lived up hunched over your
Two sides twist and then collide
You're calling off the guards (Am I coming?)
I'm coming through. (Am I coming?)
Adulteress conditioned to a spin
And it rained all night and washed the filth away
Down New York air conditioned drains
The click click clack of the heavy black trains
A million
What did I do to deserve this agony?
Filled with desire and ambition but no more
Free from the anger but conditioned and alone
Drowned in
waiting for me here in Santa Fe
With dreams and postponements along the way
Conditioned by the outstretched miles and high desert hair
Thinking I might
control
My blood is cold
There's little left of me
Voices rip right through my head
But it's nothing familiar to me
Broken down and conditioned
Disturbing but somehow endearing
Conditioned to never unlearn
And no one can tell me to listen
And no one can tell me what's right
'cause nobody has my
Christine my eyes, show me how to see ya
Come on hold out your hand, rap me 'round your finger
To be interior designed, let me be conditioned
unwritten
Oh, oh, oh
I break tradition
Sometimes my tries are outside the lines
We've been conditioned to not make mistakes
But I can't live that way
oppression and natures
Conditioned for taking positions of enslavement
No no
I know that we can do way more than we're doing right now
And I’m not thinking
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