The year is 2071
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One drum by law has just begun the beat
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You'll be informed on what you'll be
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And correspond if you want to live
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Everywhere people move to the cadence of just one drum
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Time is here, of what was feared
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Synchronized by the prosperous ones
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Working class caste system
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Adjust, pushed down, down, down
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Executive hands are red if you want to live
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People move to the beat of just one drum
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The Beat
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