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 have 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 sympathy. You stay there with your daubs. And scratches. While I summon up the red machine. I'll 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