Subcutaneous Blues

There’s one sure-fire way to know who is who,
To make sure we’re all free from harm.
Surrender yourself to a fait accompli,
And get a chip put in your arm.

Get through the airport in front of the rest,
Smile at the friendly gendarme,
Transparent as your x-rayed Louis Vuitton,
You had a chip put in your arm.

One of these days we will all be like you,
Safe in our houses and warm.
Homeland security mandates compliance,
We’ll all have a chip in our arm, hey ho,
We’ll all have a chip in our arm.