I know the CIA is watching me
  I'm a target of the FBI and PMRC
    I do not sleep I spend my nights worrying of satellites
  They put an eye into the sky and did not tell the people why
  I do not sleep I spend my nights worrying about satellites
    My neighbors are not the folks they appear to be
  They've been replaced by the agency
  I try to get to sleep but it's no good
  My coffee does not taste the way it should
    I know there's no way to make them stop
  My house is surrounded by the cops
  They love to plant hidden microphones
  I find them when I clean up around my home
    I am sorry, yes I am
  I do not talk to strangers ma'am
  You're part of this giant plot
  Please don't tell me that you're not
  I am sorry, yes I am
  I do not talk to strangers ma'am
    My kids must be part of the conspiracy
  Mr. Rogers works hand in hand with the KGB