Showing posts with label surveillance. Show all posts
Showing posts with label surveillance. Show all posts

Thursday, 17 October 2019

modern living


[[ the whole thing is silly, a bad action movie script in a song - any part of it could be deleted or mixed and matched elsewhere ]] 

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[[ sounds like a health regimen at first (take the stairs) or a home design magazine, but... no, it's how to take a building? what's going on? be vague -- words are pictures, noise ]]

skip the elevator
take the stairway
stay alive
for one more day

keep your head down
blow a mouse hole 
step next door
for rock and roll

door to door
wall to wall
floor to floor
modern living

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[[ now we are in "the call is coming from inside the house" territory ]]

we could be underground
we could be on the air
we could be one small sound
we could be on the stair

we could be one old man
we could be in the trees
we could be on the phone
we could be all the bees

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[[ escalation - scary guys threatening to do bad stuff  ]]

what if we watch every keystroke you make?
what if we hear every word?
what if we told all your enemies about you?
what if we heard? what if we heard? 

what if your package blew up in your face?
what if your home is on fire?
what if your family vanished forever?
what if we slip through the wire?

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[[ scary guys taunting their watchers ]]


you think you got us all?
we smell your dinner cooking (you need a new cook)
we see your curtain moving (peek-a-boo)
we hear your faucet dripping (I know a good plumber)
we feel the cloth she's wearing (good material)
we lick the lipstick (now we're licking your lips)

you cannot warthog
or predator us gone
now everyone has
a bomb and a drone

you like to watch us?
are you listening?
are we in Pine Gap?
or in Alice Springs?

go out to walk and  
watch the dust
in the evening
move in the evening
move in the evening


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[[ scary guys taunting their watchers ]]

sink into the city
building by building
stairwell by stairwell
running down

sink into the city
down to the asphalt
down to the river 
flowing through

[[ contradictory images -- scary guys shot up or controlled by others or walking away or unreal? -- ambiguity is the point ]]

watch a puppet body
shaking on strings
watch a puppet body 
shake and walk away

this is a world 
we must move

to and through 
and from and under
to and through 
and from and under
to and through 
and from and under
to and through 
and from and under


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Saturday, 2 March 2019

listening song

[[ Surveillance society. ]]

Do you hear the whir
in the night air, children?

In the glow of 
an infrared picture evening?

The wash of a thousand
watching things watching?

This is the sound of the 
listening.

This is the sound of 
the great going wrong.

This is the sound of
the final song.

Mr Jones 
coils
in your toilet

Mr Jones 
crawls 
up your walls

Mr Jones 
hmmms above 
your love 

Mr Jones
is the whir of drones

Mr Jones
knows your bones



Sunday, 1 July 2018

don't look away

they can't walk away?
you can't look away.
they can't walk away?
you can't look away.

you standing there?
get that phone in the air  

don't give it up ..
don't be scared ...
don't give it up ...
catch every word ...

rumble the numbers
from all of those badges
record the order
of all of those punches

man can't walk away?
you can't look away.
don't look away

but don't talk ...
to the cops ...
and don't look away

don't talk ...
to the cops ...
and don't look away


Wednesday, 22 November 2017

winding up the watch


[[ song for a censor ]]

I know you're listening
I know you're watching
I know you're fumbling 
at your crotch

Volunteered for this gig
Pretend you're a prig
but we know, we know, we know
you like to watch

Do you like 
what I'm doing now, 
mister lonely?

Do you wish 
you could click that button
and phone me?

But that would be contact
And you can't redact the fact
when we know, we know, we know

you like to watch