I know the CIA is watching me

I'm a target of the FBI and PMRC



I do not sleep I spend my nights worrying of satellites

They put an eye into the sky and did not tell the people why

I do not sleep I spend my nights worrying about satellites



My neighbors are not the folks they appear to be

They've been replaced by the agency

I try to get to sleep but it's no good

My coffee does not taste the way it should



I know there's no way to make them stop

My house is surrounded by the cops

They love to plant hidden microphones

I find them when I clean up around my home



I am sorry, yes I am

I do not talk to strangers ma'am

You're part of this giant plot

Please don't tell me that you're not

I am sorry, yes I am

I do not talk to strangers ma'am



My kids must be part of the conspiracy

Mr. Rogers works hand in hand with the KGB