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I've been wanting to do one for a while about Tony's neuroses surrounding drones. The only reason it took so long is Hall and Oates are so darn high, I had to get my voice used to singing up there. Still not quite sure it was there ;-). Liz will be pleased.

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I see you, you don’t see me
Watchin’ you blowin’ your top
When their trash is in yours
Oh Tone, you’ve got to know
Above your head overlooks
A floating demon who spies on your lawn
Well I’m watching for you
And you can’t escape my

Little drone eyes
They’re watching you
They see your every move, Tony
Little drone eyes
They’re filming you
Droning eyes
They’re watching you, filming you, eat ice cream, tracking you

You won’t believe what I just saw
Over there is the glint of a red bocce ball
Yes it’s true
And you know it’s my RIGHT
To fly this thing all night

Little drone eyes
They’re watching you
Droning eyes
They’re watching you, filming you, eat ice cream, tracking you