Hide now, safe in the spotlight,      Blind now, just nail Braille,      Through pick-up,      There’s no hiccup.      My history’s in a box wrapped up in a pretty blue light.      It pays all my bills, once helped me to sleep in the night.      Truth is I’m cut up all sheep faced,      Got caught by the snipers I’m hurt.      Got took to your cleaners,      They’ve been working, you’ve never seen so much dirt.      Wearing your shirt, watching you flirt with her.      Take those lights down there are killers in the house:      Special agents, checking sentence.      They’re tapping all the wires but it looks like they’re tapping their feet.      They caught Elvis lying they wouldn’t let him sleep.