They can pinpoint where we are from space, via GPS receivers,
I bet that they can even tell, if we are non-believers,
They can track our every movement, and tell us where we’ve been,
And maybe even tell if we’ve run lights that are not green;
Cameras almost everywhere, you can’t move without they see,
Every time we leave the house, or make a cup of tea,
Processors in your phone and home, and in fresh air dispensers,
They've implanted breasts in women’s chests, and willies with motion sensors;
Whatever will they think of next, a chip inside your pants,
That pulls your zipper up and down, and cleans your underpants,
A memory stick, inside your prick, that tells you when you’re ready,
An implanted rod gives you the nod, and keeps your knees quite steady;
An artificial Christmas tree that decorates itself,
And Presents that are wrapped for you, by a robotic elf,
Self-recycling Christmas cards, that finish New Year’s Day,
And turn into an Easter Card to use on Good Friday;
A car that drives itself for you, and doesn’t need re-fuelling,
A woman who’s quiet from time to time; who do we think we’re fooling? ,
A man who never thinks of sex, to keep the female happy,
A child that never cries at night, and never fills it’s nappy
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