Gorilla Suits Are Expensive These Days

What is this? your private eye in this very public place

The lenses zoom and probe at me as i try to build my public face

I think i'm ready for my close up, your surveillance has had its toll

In this dead, deserted stardom, i've practiced for this final role.

I've auditioned all the parts i've played

At the bank, the store, the parking lot.

I've been recorded so many times, but no-one's watched a single shot

I'll pluck your eyes from their metal sockets and undo their binding cords

I think i'll take your eyes down to the sea and line them up along the shore

You can watch the sands for security

But you've watched the last you'll watch of me