Love In A Time Of Surveillance - Incubus

Way, way out in space there’s an island

The natives are restless and violent

Not long ago they were silent

Now they buzz and hum

Oh how far they’ve come right

Disappear, big data’s got your number

Big data’s got you

Disappear, big data’s got your number

Big data’s got you

But please do explain to me brother

Why all the spying on each other?

To sell to me this, then the other

I need a nom de guerre

It’s all so unfair

Disappear, big data’s got your number

Big data’s got you

Disappear, big data’s got your number

Big data’s got you

Disappear, big data’s got your number

Big data’s got you

Disappear, big data’s got your number

Big data’s got you

I will embrace my assailants

Kill them with kindness and patience

Love in a time of surveillance

Isn’t such a fuss at Voyeurs-R-Us

You’re a seat to fill

It’s all grist for the mill, just

Disappear, big data’s got your number

Big data’s got you

Disappear, big data’s got your number

Big data’s got you

Disappear, big data’s got your number

Big data’s got you

Disappear, big data’s got your number

Big data’s got you

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