Goods Lyrics

I don't want no cameras,

Spitting in the eye

Of the new big brother,

I don't want no drones

In the yard,

Keep your fuckin' payback card!

I would feel safer

In the train,

If there was a worker well payed,

Cut that fingerprint passport,

Nuke the radio chip,

No need for narrow network,

Need a hole to slip.

You buy these goods,

These goods buy you!

Better don't touch

Too much a cellphone,

That will track your

Ways of boredom,

Stop this spooky kind

Of measure!

Lazy leisure or activity pressure?

You buy these goods,

These goods buy you!