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letra de google street view - tim minchin

[refrain]
it’s just like 1984 (1984)
have we no privacy no more? (privacy no more, yeah)

[verse 1]
can i have a little sleep outside the pub, say?
or a vomit near a subway?
or use a postbox as a cr-pper?
without some omnipresent snapper
catching me with my pants around my knees
in fully-searchable three hundred and sixty degrees
i understand that the neighbours might bork (yeah, yeah)
when i hang my monthly sacrificial goat on my front porch (ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah)
i can handle their content (yeah)
but i do not consent (no)
to my goat playing a part in your creepy global experiment

[refrain]
it’s just like 1984 (yeah, yeah, yeah)
have we no privacy no morе? (no, no privacy no more)

[verse 2]
if i bumped into jimmy as he lеaves an adult store
carrying edible undies and a s-x toy or four (four)
the chance of our interception (yeah)
is a risk he’s acceptin’ (yeah)
but that don’t mean he wants his bag of b-tt plugs up on the net (no, no b-tt plugs)
[refrain]
it’s just like 1984, well (eighty-four, well)
even the late georgie orwell (georgie orwell, yeah)

[verse 3]
would surely think he was hearing a fiction
if you tried to describe how far this sh-t’s gone
would presume you were taking the p-ss
bein’ happy with technology like this
where you can sit and watch jimmy on the big fat quiz (yeah, yeah)
whilst peering into the letterbox of that sw-nky flat of his (yeah, yeah)

[refrain]
it’s just like 1984

- tim minchin

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