Watching

There is a man I know Who lives across the street Every time I sit down at the table He surveys what I eat He's watching out for crime To happen any time He's always minding someone's business And the business is usually mine He's making sure that I don't have fun Because he lives alone He's watching in the darkness of his home... WATCHING YOU, WATCHING ME Six remote controls So he can sit back on his a*s and watch the world from his perch by the window, on the other side of the gla*s He says he's looking out for me but why can't he just see? Just because he has nobody He has to bother me...Watching me!!!