| This is for Chelsea Manning
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| This is for Edward Snowden
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| This is for all the Whistleblowers who we’ll never know
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| And this is for Anonymous
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| This is for Avaaz
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| The following lyrics are going to be particularly
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| HAAA-AAA-AAA-AAA-AAR-shh
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| How long before they’re storing all of it?
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| They know my lyrics before I’ve recorded them
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| Shit’s getting more and more Orwellian
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| How long before they hoard everything?
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| They know my Facebook wall messages
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| They can read my e-mails and it’s all effortless
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| They know my porn preferences and dwarf fetishes
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| But they don’t know what the difference between laws and ethics is
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| But know we’ve all found out what the F it is
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| We’d better give them a lesson in etiquette
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| You wanna heckle the Bolivian President?
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| You better give me some evidence
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| It’d be evident if you were meddling
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| In another government up in this web we’re in
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| So I’m sending this to the President
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| You’re setting a sickening precedent
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| Said I’m sending this to the President
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| You’re setting a sickening precedent
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| Oh now that I’ve written a threatening letter
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| This kid is a dissident rebel
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| We better get him on the list of significant threats
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| With the rest of America
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| If you love your country, your country should love you too
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| But how can you trust someone who doesn’t trust you?
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| Prism is a prison and the prisoner’s your mind
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| Pulling out their pecker and they’re pissing on your rights
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| So let’s take a leaf out of their hands
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| And take a leak every opportunity we can
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| If you love your country, your country should love you too
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| But how can you trust someone who doesn’t trust you?
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| I’m watching you, watching me
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| We’re a drama scene
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| But the chemistry’s not there
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| There’s no Bonhomie
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| Mr. Obama needs to heed the words of Romney
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| Cause he’s got binders full of everyone
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| It’s morally fucked
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| The clock strikes thirteen on the dot
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| Another Whistleblower finds a little glowing spot
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| Right between his eyes in the middle of his forehead
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| For revealing lies his prize
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| Is that he falls dead
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| I’m watching you, watching me
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| Watching you, watching me
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| And between us there’s a lot to see
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| We’d probably rather not have leaked
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| I’m watching you, watching me
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| Wondering to what degree
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| Your intercepts infringe my intellectual property
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| The clock strikes thirteen on the dot
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| Another Whistleblower finds a little glowing spot
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| Between his eyes in the middle of his forehead
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| For revealing lies his prize
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| Is that he falls dead
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| Someone at the National Security Agency
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| Could blatantly be paid a fee
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| Create a breach to basically mean any shady people
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| Are safe and free to take a peek
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| Look I don’t believe in evil
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| But I believe in greed or paranoia
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| Power hungry, that’s abusive
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| Absolute power corrupts absolutely
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| And I’ll hammer that home 'til they have to shoot me
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| I’d be happy to head down the bookies
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| And bet that they’re getting a good look at my cookies
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| They’re up all night to get cookies
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| They’re up all night to get cookies
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| They’re up all night to get cookies
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| They’re up all night to get cookies
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| And who took the cookies out the cookie jar
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| If you can’t see that, then you aren’t looking far
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| The clock strikes thirteen on the dot
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| Another Whistleblower finds a little glowing spot
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| Between his eyes in the middle of his forehead
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| For revealing lies his prize
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| Is that he falls dead
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| When the NSA watches everything we say
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| We’ve got to make sure we say what we really need to say
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| So hey there NSA
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| How are you today? |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Hey There NSA ! , by - Dan Bull. Song from the album Hey There NSA !, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп