Where's the alarm, right place right time
Somehow they know to show up and fight crime
Robbing a bank, back alley mugging
Is it city-wide surveillance or am I just bugging?
Still in progress, crooks caught in action
If it's locked down, why does crime still happen?
How do they know? Can we really be sure?
Probably more cameras than 1984
From the heart of downtown, the neighboring suburbs
Railyards set at the city limit outskirts
Criminals beware, prepare for a sentence
The super hero's always there, the quickest apprehension
They know when you're sleeping, it's kind of profound
The scary part of it is they know where and how
Intelligence network? Informants undercover?
Really makes you think, almost makes you wonder like
Open your eyes, prepare for the truth
Super heroes, criminals, they're all in cahoots
Did your box get hacked? Are the criminals root?
It could've been a super hero, all in cahoots
They will admit with words that their mission is a burden
They feel a bit disturbed or a little introverted
Take a look at Batman, he sticks to his ways
By himself in a mansion, alone in a cave
He could've been an actor or socialite instead
The guy loves darkness, messed up in the head
Narc when he catches you, just take the offer
A word to describe it? Hmm, "stalker"
Long overdue, you've seen all the clues
Now put them all together, take a look at the truth
And decide for yourself, overturn judgement
We should have the police force defending the public
Deviants, stalkers, must be a mess-up
These are the people we select to protect us?
Everybody get it? The script is on the walls
I'd rather have the NSA listen to my calls
Open your eyes, prepare for the truth
Super heroes, criminals, they're all in cahoots
Did your box get hacked? Are the criminals root?
It could've been a super hero, all in cahoots
So what if they do you wrong or even rub you raw?
They jump the Constitution, 'cause they're above the law
Means to an end if you just believe the suffix
"Trust the vigilantes" I don't call it justice
Seems a bit strange to believe what they say
They're private contractors who don't want any pay
The light's on upstairs but there's nobody home
A few teeth short of a fine-tooth comb
Pajamas for costumes, look it's no lie
And what about their underwear? It's on the outside
Maybe they overslept and had to leave fast
But what kind of people put their boxers on last?
Capes, masks, knee-high boots
Do I need to keep going to reveal further proof?
Would you still trust them if you really knew?
Might be a super hero but they're in cahoots
Open your eyes, prepare for the truth
Super heroes, criminals, they're all in cahoots
Did your box get hacked? Are the criminals root?
It could've been a super hero, all in cahoots
Open your eyes, prepare for the truth
Super heroes, criminals, they're all in cahoots
Did your box get hacked? Are the criminals root?
It could've been a super hero, all in cahoots