Hope lies in the proles
The Party can't come down from inside
It's a self-perpetuating means of control
All who oppose it eventually die
We are the rebels
We are the head
We are the saviors
We are the dead
Can't let them spot us
Thrown into the Ministry of Love
You and I are the only people we can trust
Not friends, family, or heaven above
We are the rebels
We are the head
We are the saviors
We are the dead
The Party is everywhere, there's no hope of escape
The Party is everything, can't take a break
The Party is everyone, won't ever sleep
The Party is here with us, won't ever leave
We are the rebels
We are the head
We are the saviors
We are the dead
