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Here we go thenI am the fly up on the wallMy prying
eyes are looking through your bottom drawerI just came
flying through your doorYou didn't notice that your
number had been calledI see the mother who's beating
the babeI see the money, the pennies you saveStored
on computers, birth to the graveI'm telling you,
fly on the wall, see, see,
see, I'm seeing it allI am the fly up on the wallYou're
in the index of the files that stand so tallAlthough
your health is rather poorWe have a place for those
who cannot find a cureI know your income,
your daily crustI know your pleasures,
your passion, your lustI know when you're living and
I know when you're dustI'm telling you,
fly on the wall, see, see,
see, I'm seeing it allOne is born and one will die,
it's all understoodThe bit that's in the middle doesn't
count, oh, no, no, countI am the fly up on the wallMy
prying eyes are looking through your bottom drawerI
just came flying through your doorYou didn't notice
that your number had been calledI see the mother who's
beating the babeI see the money,
the pennies you saveStored on computers,
birth to the graveI'm telling you,
fly on the wall, see, see,
see, I'm seeing it allI'm telling you,
fly on the wall, see, see,
see, I'm seeing it all, oohFly on the wall,
see, see, see, I'm seeing it allFly on the wall,
see, see, see, I'm seeing it allFly on the wall,
see, see, see, I'm seeing it all