We're Watching You

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I couldn’t tell you why they did it,
All I can say is that they came in unanticipated visits.
Completely shattered all our physics.
Scattered shadows over every city so that nobody would miss it.
Looking up, people shook and they waited.
Speculated stuff, some scared, some elated.
Anticipated either rapture or dread.
The fact is they had us with a voice in our heads.

We know you well, that’s why we’re watching you.
We want to help, that’s why we’re watching you.
New rules to tell, that’s why we’re watching you.
Follow them well, or we’ll be hurting you.

No war, no killing rape.
No more inequality, no military state.
No stealing, no guns, no hate, no speeding.
No violence to animals unless you’re going to eat them.
No theft, no cheating, no tears, no pain.
No guilt, no lies, no loss, all gain.
Listen up to us. You need to heed every decision.
Consult us, soon trust in the vision.

Alright, almost everybody got it
Right off the bat, but some people, guess they had to doubt it.
Got tempted, and tested, thought they would allow it.
They were simply rejected and then rendered invalid.
If you kick a dog, you get a kick in exchange.
If you cheat at all, then the planet will know your face.
And with that, one generation exactly
Passed middle age and then everyone was happy.
People basically did what they wanted.
Laughed, loved, lived, yeah but everybody wondered
What exactly was the body of the sound?
Why did it hide in the sky and why would it never come to the ground?
Why did it do what it did and what was motivating?
Why was human innovation ultimately fading?
Some said it was God and some others said it was Satan.
Still most people stare, looking up and waiting.

We know you well, that’s why we’re watching you.
We want to help, that’s why we’re watching you.
New rules to tell, that’s why we’re watching you.
Follow them well, or we’ll be hurting you.

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from Products of Science, released 16 August 2011

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100% of Supercommuter’s music is written while creeping along State Road 520, in the peak moments of rush hour traffic in ... more the Pacific Northwest. Stenobot composes beats on a classic Game Boy while nestled in the comfort of a King County Metro bus. Optimus Rhyme’s Wheelie Cyberman adds words while piloting a Prius toward an ever-present ergonomic chair. Tron Juan pieces it all together. less

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