1984

It's just a few more years until 1984
And I wonder how it'll feel
To be living a story we've all read before
Never believe could be real

As real as a feeling written in our faces
As real as a pain deep inside my bones
My tongue is dry I know I need a drink
There's a labor in everything
There's a labor in everything

It feels that way to me sometimes
You know I hate that feeling
I like to think there's something I can do
I don't know why my hands are tied
I don't belong to no one
But no one cares and no one listens
And no one's there but nobody's missing anything
So I close my eyes to everything
All the troubles and all the tears
Mindlessly I can live on
For at least a few more years

Oh I never worry
No it's gonna be alright
Underground radio guides me through the night