Google Street View Tim Minchin

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[Refrain]
It's just like 1984 (1984)
Have we no privacy no more? (Privacy no more, yeah)

[Verse 1]
Can I have a little sleep outside the pub, say?
Or a vomit near a Subway?
Or use a postbox as a crapper?
Without some omnipresent snapper
Catching me with my pants around my knees
In fully-searchable three hundred and sixty degrees
I understand that the neighbours might bork (Yeah, yeah)
When I hang my monthly sacrificial goat on my front porch (Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah)
I can handle their content (Yeah)
But I do not consent (No)
To my goat playing a part in your creepy global experiment

[Refrain]
It's just like 1984 (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Have we no privacy no morе? (No, no privacy no more)

[Verse 2]
If I bumped into Jimmy as he lеaves an adult store
Carrying edible undies and a sex toy or four (Four)
The chance of our interception (Yeah)
Is a risk he's acceptin' (Yeah)
But that don't mean he wants his bag of butt plugs up on the net (No, no butt plugs)