Surveillance grid

I'm on the bus, I'm on the train
And the waves are in my brain
They say it's safe, not to assume a
Future cancer or brain tumour

I'm on the tram, I'm nearly home
And they can track me through my phone
Know where I am, know who I call
Privacy? None at all

They've got your number, got your PIN
And when you call they listen in
Know who you are, know what you say
You're surveilled in every way

In the street, on the bus
Surveillance grid keeps track of us
Internet, mobile phone
Treat with caution - or you're fucked