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Well they divided up all the land |
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And we've got states and cities |
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Cities have their neighborhoods |
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And more subdivisions |
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There's countries divided by walls |
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Oceans and latitudes |
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And longitude, longing to find out |
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Just what they're missing |
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They're lots of area codes |
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And nine digit zip codes |
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Secret decoder ring codes |
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Arteries, shopping nodes |
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We'll invent some new computers |
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Link up the global village |
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And get ap, upi, and reuters |
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To tell everybody the news |
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We'll be one happy neighborhood |
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Spread out across the world |
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But who's going to stop that burglar |
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From breaking in my house |
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If he lives that far away |
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We'll be just like old friends |
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No means to your ends |
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The police state is to busy |
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And the neighborhood's getting out of hand |
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It's not about my politics |
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Something happened way too quick |
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A bunch of men who played it sick |
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They divide, conquer |
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It's all here before your eyes |
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Safety is a big disguise |
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That hides among the other lies |
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They divide, conquer |
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Well i expect i won't be heard |
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Because my silence is assured |
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Never a discouraging word |
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They divide and conquer |
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They divide and conquer |
