| You’d better hope your only choice is to die
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| Being watched awfully close by the camera eye
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| The name that you use may not be yours
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| But the time that you serve will be So you pull out a gun without stopping to think
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| And now the tips of your fingers are all covered with ink
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| And now you know there’s never gonna be a time
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| When you’re not being watched by the camera eye
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| Always watching you
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| Knowing what you do Always watching you
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| Camera eye
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| Always watching you
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| Knowing what you do Always watching you
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| Camera eye
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| I hope you need that shirt real fuckin' bad
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| The fifty dollar skirt with the trim in plaid
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| 'Cause everyone knows, everyone can see
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| That you think everything’s yours for free
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| But the old lady next to you is not a shopper
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| A fifty year old undercover male cop
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| You try to give your spiel, try to run with a lie
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| But you’ve just been busted by the camera eye
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| Always watching you
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| Knowing what you do Always watching you
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| Camera eye
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| Always watching you
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| Knowing what you do Always watching you
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| Camera eye
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| Maybe once, maybe twice, maybe you’ll be caught
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| They slap you on the wrist hoping you’ll be taught
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| But the fact of the matter is you’re a thief
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| And you got no morals and you got no beliefs
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| You’re an addict, you’re a druggie
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| You’re a drunk and a boozer
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| To sum it all up you’re a big fuckin' loser
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| And now you know there’s never gonna be a time
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| When you’re not being watched by the camera eye
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| Always watching you
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| Knowing what you do Always watching you
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| Camera eye
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| Always watching you
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| Knowing what you do Always watching you
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| Camera eye
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| Music written by: Flotsam and Jetsam
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| Lyrics written by: Eric A.K. |