Story Behind The Song
This song was first written and performed in the 1990's by the Roadkill band, but the initially recorded tracks were not supplemented and completed until 2025,
Song Description
An Orwellian ditty about the future, when Big Brother can re-program our brains.
| Song Length |
5:10 |
Genre |
Rock - Funk, Pop - Rock |
| Tempo |
Medium Slow (91 - 110) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
| Similar Artists |
Pink Floyd, Steely Dan |
Language |
English |
| Era |
1990 - 1999 |
| |
Lyrics
POLITICALLY CORRECT
Last night when I was dreaming, it was 1994,
The thought police were screaming at me, pounding on my door.
Open up, open up, open up, they said,
We know what you been thinking, inside your guilty head.
You've got to be reprogrammed to the proper point of view,
It only hurts a little, then you'll be as good as new.
We'll tell you what to think, (What to think)
What to say, (What to say)
How to see the world the one and only way.
You'll be sensitive, (Sensitive)
No disrespect, (Disrespect)
So follow me, you're gonna be, politically correct.
Politically correct, politically correct.
They took me by the backroads, they shaved off all my hair,
They hooked up the electrodes, and strapped me to the chair.
Officer, officer, officer, I cried,
I didn't mean to think it, can't you let it slide?
It must have been a nightmare, my mind was in a trance,
I promise I'll quit dreaming, just give me one more chance.
Tell me what to think, (What to think)
What to say, (What to say)
How to see the world the one and only way.
I'll be sensitive, (Sensitive)
No disrespect, (Disrespect)
Empower me, I want to be, politically correct.
Politically correct, politically correct.
Every culture is equal, all men are your brothers.
But you know your Big Brother's more equal than others.
All minorities need their own seat at the table,
Save a place for the challenged and differently abled.
No we don't call them quotas, it's fair distribution,
And we don't call them taxes, it's your contribution--- Yeah!
I went to warn my kids to be politically correct.
One blunder and the thought police could zap my children next.
Daddy, they said daddy, we already know the rules,
Our friends all speak in newspeak, we study it in school.
Your off-the-wall opinions won't embarrass us again,
You had to be reprogrammed, Dad, that's why we turned you in.
We'll tell you what to think, (What to think)
What to say, (What to say)
How to see the world the one and only way.
Now you're sensitive, (Sensitive)
No disrespect, (Disrespect)
This family, is gonna be, politically correct.
Politically correct, politically correct.