Tracking
Jim Flannery
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I remember noticing when I was just a kid That my name and ID were on everything they read I should have asked what do they use it for instead My parents had me fingerprinted in case I got lost Somehow they assumed those records didn't have a cost Now my purchases have barcodes, my cash is numbered too I've been inside a moving car with five GPSes under one roof There's cameras at intersections, coffee shops, and banks And all of us are empowered with our own cameras, gee thanks I report my earnings to the feds, the states and to the cloud And where I walk and where I talk can be seen when I'm not loud There's footprints in the sand from dinosaurs we know And IP addresses with time stamps from servers in Bangalore Langfang, West Des Moines, Hamina, and Bluffdale They're not the only ones, who know everything we do But with all this fucking data, they know exactly how we feel How we feel? How about our habits and routines Our average daily heart rate and how many steps we got to take Don't forget the pills with microchips attached Ensuring our compliance, cause of course they've got our backs Even on a mountain, you could grab my blood There's 123s like ABCs, but you can't check me for lithium Cause I know just how to act Though it wasn't fucking acting When the lithium attacked on three different airplanes I could be wrong, I'm not a fucking doctor Nor was there one to help, thank you to all those staff who Stepped up to the plate, and even rubbed my back for A minute while I laid, in the aisle and in the bathroom Wondering if they would land if this was an emergency Or if I might just die of a prescripticide, we'll see What a luxury to die inside a plane Instead of by my bathtub alone and as afraid From getting up from bed, and walking with a head That was altered by your force, oh shit, I passed out and hit the corner After years of being accustomed to your worst Operated by a doc and driven by a nurse As ordered by the law and fueled by a purse I grew the wise and escaped your hearse Or so I thought, cause now it's worse, it's not a salt, inside your tracking It's your attempt to make a perfect world, as if perfection's lacking But who is the you that has it, the power to control My media, my attention, or where I go with who I may be lonely, but with overreaching technology, I'm never quite alone We didn't have to allow the launch of satellites Or the installation of these towers That infiltrate our air space at every fucking hour Who allowed anyone to have this much power Or permitted me to say these things for the public to devour But what do I know, I'm just a civilian I don't know how things work, I just know I'm scared Someone know the songs I like, the emails I've read The websites I've clicked, what kind of bread I bake, and how long it takes to make The prescriptions that I've filled, the people that I've kissed The roads that I've traveled, and the exits that I've missed But if you think you know what's next Or you think you know what's best The best decision that I've made Is still mine to tell the rest Did I rip up my SSN Or ever have one to begin Cause what other ID Did you assign my favorite twin? Cause the only other thing Than a driver's license they don't have Is a birth certificate That says something about their past But who needs to know, everything I wrote Or the identity of my favorite secret poet When the best way that I learn About my favorite world Are from the stories that I've heard Not from the things they never wrote When did this begin Does it matter how it ends? Am I the only one uncomfortable Whenever songs conclude Then the silence on my radio Is interrupted by the news That's catered to an audience They tracked by attributes That coincides with where I am, and who I am, no matter what I choose I just wanna listen to my favorite song, without being abused So thanks for the personalized ads, telling me exactly what I need But food, shelter, water, love, and knowledge are the way I prefer my feed My fingerprints are sanded down, and removed from my body But it feels like I've been branded permanently, like an alien whose eyes you can read You want more proof, put down this note, and take out a lie detector It may be that the things I say, I say just to protect her What? You wonder? Could a leprechaun produce a modern lecture How could you doubt this s--t is real while people do not trust their water?
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