She said: "Thanks all the same - mind how you go
'Cause there's so much to know about it all
I've been trying to get somewhere
'Cause anywhere's gotta be better than here today..."

I'm making my way from home
Now home is where the roads are known
There's a million miles of this journey to go
But I'm moving anyway

There's drugs in the food
But we're really not meant to know
And the cracks in the factory walls
Are beginning to show, let 'em show
Yeah, there's drugs in the food
But we're really not meant to know
And the bombs in the shoes
Well they're never really meant to explode, no
(Tear down the walls in the name of freedom)

It's all the same wherever you go
We're on the open road
Trying to get by, taking our time
Nobody tells us when we gotta run

We just go with the flow
With the 'know who you know' brigade
We just keep on sinking 'em down
Lining 'em up and turning it around

There's drugs in the food
But we're really not meant to know
And the cracks in the factory walls
Are beginning to show, let 'em show
Yeah, there's bugs in the room
But we're still pretending we don't know, no

I can't stand this - I don't see why
You want me outta here - I don't comply with you

Yeah, there's drugs in the food
But we're saving them for the show
And there's guns in the 'hood
It's a place we never seem to go, no
Yeah, there's bugs in the room
But we're still pretending we don't know
And the cracks in the factory walls
Are beginning to grow, let 'em show
Let 'em grow, let 'em know

Tear down the walls in the name of freedom
Tear down the walls in the name of escape