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We got no razor blades, we got no victory gin
We lack basic amenities such as razor blades and victory gin.
I got no tiny alcove to hide myself in
I have no private space or refuge to conceal myself.
To say things weren't good would not be an untruth
Things are not good, and it would be truthful to acknowledge that.
But I just met a girl from the anti-sex youth
I've encountered a girl associated with the anti-sex youth movement.
We get up in the morning for physical jerks
We engage in physical exercises in the morning.
We might pass in the hall as we're going to work
We might pass each other in the hallway on our way to work.
I have found us a place where there's no telescreen
I found a place without surveillance (telescreen).
And there's no hidden mikes and it's not too unclean
No hidden microphones, and it's relatively clean.
While the high remain high
Despite challenges, the elite remain powerful.
and the middle change places
The social hierarchy is in flux, with the middle class changing positions.
The low don't want to know they tell all with their faces
The lower class reveals their discontent through facial expressions.
She might sit afront of me for the two minutes hate
Possibly encountering the girl during the communal "two minutes hate" session.
I might see her again if it's not already too late
Hoping to see her again, but time may be running out.
So they will take the book away from me
Anticipating the confiscation of a forbidden book.
So let them catch me talking in my sleep
Fearing punishment if caught speaking unconsciously about forbidden thoughts.
I guess I never really understood the law
Not fully grasping the oppressive nature of the law.
So Winston Smith takes it on the jaw
Winston Smith faces the consequences of defiance.
So let's do what we want, it makes no difference now
Suggesting a disregard for consequences as it won't matter anymore.
When the thought police find us, we're dead anyhow
Recognizing that discovery by the thought police means inevitable death.
Kick us out of the party and bust us to parole
Expecting expulsion from the party and imprisonment.
Then they'll stuff us both into a memory hole
Fearing erasure from history ("memory hole") after being apprehended.
So let them haul me off to 101
Accepting the prospect of being taken to Room 101 for punishment.
Public confessions of everything we've done
Referencing public confessions under duress.
Of everything I heard and everything I saw
Being forced to confess everything witnessed and heard.
When Winston Smith takes it on the jaw
Winston Smith faces the consequences directly.
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