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Wednesday, June 10, 2015
Up here in space
I'm looking down on you
My lasers trace
Everything you do
You think you've private lives think nothing of the kind
There is no true escape I'm watching all the time
I'm made of metal
My circuits gleam
I am perpetual
I keep the country clean
I'm elected electric spy
I'm protected electric eye
Always in focus
You can't feel my stare
I zoom into you
You don't know I'm there
I take a pride in probing all your secret moves
My tearless retina takes pictures that can prove
I'm made of metal
My circuits gleam
I am perpetual
I keep the country clean
I'm elected electric spy
I'm protected electric eye
Electric eye, in the sky Feel my stare, always there
There's nothing you can do about it Develop and expose
I feed upon your every thought And so my power grows
--- Tipton, Halford, Downing (1982)
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