And every breach you rake
Every bill that's late, will seal your fate
Cos we'll be watching you
Every single day
And every auction on ebay
Every smurf you buy, every time you lie
We'll be watching you
Oh, you can't fail
cos you'll end up in jail
How Mrs Dyar's poor heart aches
With every bid you make
Every smurf we take
For every vow you break
Every excuse you fake, your freedom's at stake
We'll be watching you
Since you've gone insane you've sealed your fate
You must dream at night of our 35% interest rate
You look around, and we will come and collect you place
You'll feel so bold until Mrs Dyar rearranges your face
You'll keep crying baby, baby not the knees,
Oh, can't you stop
Before we call a cop
How poor you this makes
With every bid you take
Every smurf you buy
better have a good alibi
Every hit Mrs Dyar gives will be fast and hard,
But not as bad as us cos we're Mastercard
We'll be watching you
We'll be watching you
words and music by Mastercard's Sting Police
as long as you don't try to sing it.... Who is on the knees...? sounds like a little bit too much 
that was so funny...you had better go into hiding Dyar 
You gotta beware of the mastercard police, Dyar. 
I like the smell of Napalm, first thing in the morning...
(a hidden talent in songwriting lies out there somewhere)
