Have you ever wondered what's up on that pole,as you're driving, or biking, or out for a stroll?

The powers that be have been keeping a secret,but I'll tell it to you if you swear you won't keep it.

A few years ago, they cooked up a scheme:"Let's put up some cameras to keep the streets clean."Now I watch and report every thing that you do,so you'd better be good, I'm spying on you.

My friends and I watch you by night and by day.Too many to count, you can't get away.

For the cops and the feds, they keep putting up more.You'll even find me at the home improvement store.

We report every second if you've been good or been bad,so don't ever make one of our watchers mad.On the road, in the park, in the drop-off at school,the word will get out if you've broken a rule.

But don't give up yet, all is not lost,more people are learning a line has been crossed.

Go to your town hall and tell them, "Enough!I'm not paying taxes for this kind of stuff!"

Plenty have done it, in spite of the snags,they've torn up the contracts, or wrapped us in bags.

So blow me a kiss and then bid me farewell,together we can end this dystopian hell.Go talk to your neighbors. Don't live in fear.If you all stand together, I won't reappear.