Big Bro
As you walk down the city streets
there is an unseen eye
that watches every move you make
as if you're some sort of Spy
It watches for the terrorist
that may be plotting to do us harm
and also for the tourist
performing guile with charm
There is no escape from this electronic eye
that invades our every move, and makes us often sigh
We are being watched everywhere we go
by that ubiquitous fellow known as "Big Bro"
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