In the not very distant future   When everything will be free   There won't be any cute secrets   Let alone any novelty      You can say anything you want to   In your fetching cloak of anonymity   Are you feeling out of breath now?    In your desperate pursuit of infamy      Two lovers rocking up and down   In an elevator   15 minutes later   They'll make a killing in the market   They knew how to work it   On that close circuit   My, my, it's a terrible disgrace   You'll find these days that there's   No hiding place      How proud are you   You've got the knack   You're howling in a vacuum   Whatever I said about you   I didn't say it behind your back      I paid for my immortal sins   I know the enemy within you   As it seems these days   There is no hiding place      Next time someone wants to hurt you   Or set alight your effigy   Don't call on me to help you out   Don't come crying to me for sympathy   You stay there with your daubs   And scratches   While I summon up the red machine   I'll be handing someone matches   And carrying a can of kerosene      Walk up to me   And say what you said   See how brave you are   When I'm about this far away      You sit in judgment and bitch   Well, baby that's rich   You're nothing but a snitch      My, my, it's a terrible disgrace   You'll find these days that there's   No hiding place