Don’t want no shackles
Don’t want no shackles on me
Don’t want no shackles
Don’t want no shackles on me
I say down with Big Brother
Don’t like those RFIDs

Got the blues about my freedom
Got the blues about tyranny
Got the blues about my freedom
Got the blues about tyranny
I say down with Big Brother
And the National ID

Don’t want a chip in my wallet
Chip in my car
And if I want to travel
It’s no body’s business how far
Don’t want no shackles
Don’t want no shackles on me
I say shame on Big Brother
Always tracking and tracing me

Don’t want a chip in my mother
Chip in my wife
A chip in my babies
Stay out of our life
Don’t want no shackles
Don’t want no shackles on me
I say down with Big Brother
No more slavery

Play it for me baby…

Now, do you want a chip in your forehead?
A chip in your arm
Always tweaking your brain and causing your harm
Don’t want no shackles
Don’t want no shackles on me
I say down with Big Brother
In the good old U.S.A.

I say down with Big Brother
Down with Big Brother
Down with Big Brother
Down with Big Brother
Down with Big Brother
Don’t want a spy chip in me

Everybody…