Panopticon

by Guttermask

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This e.p is a frontal attack on all the things that piss Guttermask off. Each song has its own world, and the E.P shocks and excites in all the right places. The lyrics are aimed, satirical and served with a cynical bite.

Colin Jones - Weapons of Mass Production
Geoff Gardiner - Howls and Growls

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released 29 June 2010
Written and Produced by Guttermask

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tags: folk hip hop indie pop punk angry caged ea free hip hop melodic punchy sardines ska Liverpool

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Track Name: Self Destruct
the pride of pigs
in the palace pens
dogs of war smart
uniformed men
sent to kill
for coloured ribbon

you know its gonna self destruct

the righteous king
of the old blood lines
spits his orders
to the marching lines
upon the throne
safely far behind

you know its gonna self destruct

pretty pictures
everywhere
product placement
in our stare
a clever dose
of mind warfare

soldier soldier
in the dirt
tell me why your conscience hurts
fighting for a brave new world

order order in the court
lock away the reasons for war
you know its for
the greater good

but i know
(its gonna self destruct

the television
will make you sick
programming minds
on what to think
soap for the washing
and fear is a fix
Track Name: A Song To Save The World
my head was in the gutter
of a terrible dream
i really think id better
get a belly full of steam
and get myself away from here
this aint my home
or all it appears

there are eyes in the sky
i see planes fly by
making clouds that cloud
my troubled mind

I see God in the face of Adolf Hitler
I see God in Martin Luther
I see God in the hearts that hate
and I see God in the minds of the great

for a dollar a day
brown childrean make
the clothes that you
just throw away
its a sale of sin
just dont ask why
ignorance is bliss
when we dont hear them cry
its simple economics
and you dont understand it at all


there are no nations anymore
just share holders
and boardrooms
profiting from wars
dividing the world
and feeding the flames
enslaving us all
with debt to our names

we'll write a song to save the world
(but it will never work)
Track Name: FKN CNTS
FUCK YOU CUNTS
Track Name: Paper For Gold
so so so sleepy blurry
climb above this cemetery
and see the sunlight shine in symmetry

don't know how long it's been
was it the voice of the TV screen
that told me for peace we must have war

wake up - it's happening
its now - it's everything
our freedom falls
disguised in laws
in debt lies slavery

get mad as hell
don't take it anymore
the bombs that fall cant win this war
the soldier shoots when hes told to
in the name of me and you

its paper for gold
and they want your home
everything you own
to pay back the loan
the price of life
is on the rise
the prison profit enterprise
Track Name: Panopticon
silence sits upon the throne
as they make castles in my home
graves are for the wall that falls
for a common conning cure
and all i ever do
salt is soothing but were moving
from the ocean to the shore
with all the souls that swim inept
in cold fetal silhouettes
shine shadows on the secrets
of stupendous saints of sex
rolling wombs out for the lepers
setting free the mindless deathless

now recite my disciple my sweet acolyte
we have the loss of exhaled delight
through sorrow the king
has taken my wings
the curtains glow in the light
its check mate so stay up late
pass the days with coloured grace
you are the god of your own little race
though the suppers at my door
the letterbox is sore
off the bone is quite alright for them