Lyrics: Iwan Van Amersfoord/Laurens Kagenaar/Michael Anthony Parkinson/Joon Suk De Back/Gert Jan Mulder
Music: Iwan Van Amersfoord/Laurens Kagenaar/Michael Anthony Parkinson/Joon Suk De Back/Gert Jan Mulder
“Sleepwalking into a surveillance state”
Mama (mommie) I'm on C.C.T.V.
Mama (mommy) I'm on C.C.T.V.
Watching, watching, watching, watching
Watching every step that I take, watching every move that I make,
Make no mistake under surveillance from the cradle to the grave
Under suspicion 24 hours a day.
All in the name of keeping the streets safe,
To make this world a better place, make this world a better place
Keep us in lane tapped into the mainframe,
Watching us from outer-space from outer-space.
Who monitors the monitor man that monitors the monitor's monitor man ?!?
Turn a blind eye head stuck in the sand
From the 'hood into your home to the phone in your hand
Speak your mind then mind your steps
keep your secret as quiet as kept
Watching every step that I take, watching every move that I make
Anti social behaviour on social media
Switch on your location and be obedient
Smartphones stupid goals
I’d rather change the medium
The recipe for this Cookie had mad ingredients
Spit venom on the internet where u reside
Stay committed - a Victim committed suicide
Wonder how He feels about creation
Now that we “feel” so connected in isolation
Stay glued to your phone - Never Home Alone
“The revolution won’t be televised without a drone”
.......singin’ many lies out of tune without a tone
And a resolution will be paralyzed without a clone
Everything is systematic
Everyone a five star system addict
Gotta stay connected - u got WiFi ?
More detached from the truth than ever why lie
Wounds are never really mending it’s the Zeitgeist
What is left of understanding on the right side
An Orson Wellian state,
where you either obey,
or spend the rest of your life on their timeline
Sayin’
(I spy with my little eye something that begins with...)
Everything is systematic
Everyone a five star system addict
Hyung na boayo (Big brother (is) watch(ing) me)
Talking in the wind like a Navajo,
Holding down the privacy fort like it’s the Alamo,
Living in the camera rich, who’s the perp? The snitch?
The victim? The Eastwickian witch? Shit, it’s like we’re running in a hamster wheel,
They’re one sided mirror watching us man for real,
The cam spans the field, ain’t no escaping its point of view,
Hooded up, light a joint or two,
With my face in the shade, got my brim low fading away,
I see my copyright sailing away,
Slinging mud at the cameras, cameras at them amateurs,
The news got them average Joes acting like savages,
Better close the circuit loops,
Close the curtains too, they say it’s for the better, but they’re sending in the troops,
Close the circuit loops, close the curtains too,
they put the fire out by burning you...
Mama (mommie) I'm on C.C.T.V.
Mama (mommy) I'm on C.C.T.V.
(I spy with my little eye something that begins with...)