I find a pair of stunnas when I’m walking down the street
Sunny sky, they’re fly, damn its good to be me
But then I put em on and everything changes
All black and white and it is the strangest
I’m shocked at first but now I feel refreshed
I’m wise to the game you can call it being blessed
So I wander, lost like an animal stray
When I see a big sign that says obey
I take em off, and the color comes back
A billboard for the new season of crap
Orders all around, the message, the same
Pleasant, exciting, embedded in the brain
Consume conform, no independent thought
Stay asleep and never question what authority has taught
I try to run away, no escape
So I duck into the diner cuz I think its safe
I look at all the glowing eyes and don’t know what to think
A bunch of hideous monsters in diamonds and mink
Brand new suits, pampered hair
Breaking bread with humans they’re everywhere
I run outside but it doesn’t make a difference
All ages and types they assimilate the gifted
I look at the reason why we all have a job
Plain and bold, this is your god

They live, we sleep
They got us all blinded glued to the seat
They live, we sleep
They run the whole world propaganda discreet

Take off the shades they don’t look outta place
Put em back on
They talk in their watches
I duck in the alley I can hear the sirens calling
Too late, he’s got a gun so he acts tough
“suppose we settle down” he’s calling for back up
its one of them, and he has the advantage
so I stick out my hands and he grins like a bandit
he lets his guard down clothesline in the neck
I take away his pistol and I shoot him in the chest
He falls, they die like we do
Once you wake up the disguise is see through
I catch another officer but this one is different
He has a human face and doesn’t know he’s enlisted
I take away the power, beat ya feet
Cock my new shotty and I walk out in the street
I look around, at all the other human faces
We’ve all got the stunnas cuz we’ve lost our patience
Time to kick out these space invaders
Who enslaved us with their pieces of paper
The aliens are scared, they can’t fight back
Their weapons are worthless we’ve ditched their crack
We march down the road, the army of the trill
And we won’t stop til we reach capitol hill

They live, we sleep
Time to organize the militia of the street
They live, we sleep
We’re taking it back right from under their feet