"we are the dead," Winston said

"we are the dead," Winston said

"we are the dead," Julia re-stated

"you are the dead," Charrington waited

  dread what's imbedded in your head

 

Maslow's hierarchy of needs

basic, safety, social, esteem

no one needs or believes your station

let the proles take a vacation
 
personal projects getting together

outweighing occurances' satisfaction
 needing friends and relations
 one big union's your only salvation

unity is power, scabs are useless
one or the other without any doubt 
without it you're toothless
you've got to be ruthless

you've come so far to pay your dues
an organization reflecting your views
 down the line pass the news
 sitting on it will give you the blues

"we are the dead," Winston said
"we are the dead," Julia re-stated
"right," said Charrington waiting
enjoy while you can, breath is baiting

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