You better lock your doors, find a place to hide
build the walls thick and dig the trenches wide
The perimeter's secure; it's the "great divide"
You can make believe that you'll never have to go outside
Burn the hive
No one here gets out alive
We'd have a great view if it weren't for you
Selling protection that we don't need
"Fear thy neighbor" the prevailing creed
You'll teach us just who to avoid,
We're suspicious, frightened and paranoid