Person of Interest

“It's just a questionnaire a personality test” 
You're on a government list, you are a person of interest

Welcome to the surveillance culture, this is the universal monitor
Plugged into the eternal beta, you can't hide cos we will always see you
There is no anonymity, I don't think that you will never be free
The flow of information feeds, it caters for all your needs

Stand up for homeland security, stand up for it's racial purity
Stand up for the market economy, just give me back my fucking obscurity
Stand up for your face-book friends list, stand up for your apple mac death wish
Stand up for your big mac happy meal, I'm so numb that I just can't feel
Stand up for your government's war crimes, stand up for all the good times
Stand up for your induced coma, When I stand I'll stand alone.

Behind the mask, it's the NSA , behind the mask it's the CIA
Behind the mask it'll blow you away, so Stand up for the national anthem

Stand up for homeland security, stand up for it's racial purity
Stand up for the market economy, just give me back my fucking obscurity
Stand up for your face-book friends list, stand up for your apple mac death wish
Stand up for your big mac happy meal, I'm so numb that I just can't feel
Stand up for your government's war crimes, stand up for all the good times
Stand up for your induced coma, When I stand I'll stand alone.


Words and Music by John Shields 1608

Person Of Interest

Falling down

Take a look around the world is ending, there’s no point lying stop pretending
And what’s left standing up has just fallen down
Apocalyptic visions unfold, before your eyes beyond control
The last man standing up has just fallen down
He was on the edge of Echo Falls White lightning struck I watched him fall
And the council estate housewife’s sang along

Systematic social cleansing of problematic teenage trending
Swim in a sea of alcohol until you drown
Politically correct resentments change you accent be accepted
By the shit white gangster rappers you’re so down
On the edge of Echo Falls White lightning strikes I watch you fall
As all the council estate housewife’s sang along

For karaoke bingo bling, Cheryl Cole chic, Adele will sing
The national anthem for the youth who will never ever seek the truth
A cold-play Wedding March begins Oasis soundtrack everything
It’s so important to be number one
The social network keeps you dumb but you don’t mind you’re having fun
You’ve built your life inside your phone detached, infected so alone
On the edge of Echo Falls White lightning struck I watched you fall
And the council estate housewife’s sang along

Take a look around the world is ending, there’s no point lying stop pretending
And what’s left standing up has just fallen down
Apocalyptic visions unfold, before your eyes beyond control
The last man standing up he's just fallen down
He was on the edge of Echo Falls White lightning struck I watched him fall x3
And council estate housewife’s sing along

For karaoke bingo bling, Cheryl Cole chic, Adele will sing
The national anthem for the youth who will never ever speak the truth
A cold-play Wedding March begins Oasis soundtrack everything
Why Is it so important to be number one
He was on the edge of Echo Falls White lightning struck I watched him fall x3
And the council estate housewives sang along

Words and Music by John Shields 0404

Rapture and Silence

Falling Down

Pressure Situation

Fix me I’m broken a wound lying open, 
We got a pressure situation that you can’t see, a pressure situation that you won’t see
Kettled corralled like a fucking animal
We got a pressure situation that you can’t see, a pressure situation that you won’t see
You watch it building into something, watch it building into something
Feel the pushing and the shoving, cos it’s bigger than you and it’s bigger than me


In this valley of sin watch my patience wearing thin
We got a pressure situation that you can’t see, a pressure situation that you won’t see
Police state controls get them up against the wall
In a pressure situation that you can’t see, a pressure situation that you don’t see
You watch it building into something, watch it building into something
Feel the pushing and the shoving, cos it’s bigger than you and it’s bigger than me


I think you’ll find I’ve got murder on my mind
It's a pressure situation that you can’t see, a pressure situation that you won’t see
Why can’t you see just what you have done to me?
It’s a pressure situation that you can’t see, a pressure situation that you won’t see
You watch it building into something, watch it building into something
Feel the pushing and the shoving, cos it’s bigger than you and it’s bigger than me.


Words and Music by John Shields 26082011

Pressure Situation

The Boy in the Plastic Bubble

The morning sofa royalty impart the daily news to me
And tell me things that I don't need to know
About world of blank celebrities as gap year bands stare back at me
Good Morning Britain and welcome to the show

A head that filled with vacancies, a room to let, something for free
An angry man from the Barnet BNP
Homogenised hypocrisy, it's TV gold, reality
As a stellar cast brings the good news to me

Cos I'm the boy in the plastic bubble I've missed the boat now I'm in trouble
And I don't know why the fuck I need to know
About a bush tucker, x-factor feeding frenzy Jesus spare me
ALT- Right Wing, kill the loser, fake game show
Media whore, whore, media whore...

OK now it's coffee time with Bella, Best, Hello it's fine
Israel dropped the bomb on Palestine
I'll deal with things in my own way, just make the bad man go away
Fear that feeds off fear, is all hearsay

In this big society of volunteers, celebrities
And heroes who don't want to have a go
But hey it's competition time multiple choice will do me fine
Just make sure my punishment fits my crime

Cos I'm the boy in the plastic bubble I've missed the boat now I'm in trouble
And I don't know why the fuck I need to know
About a bush tucker, x-factor feeding frenzy Jesus spare me
ALT- Right Wing, kill the loser, fake game show
Media whore, whore, media whore...


Words and Music by John Shields 1602

The Boy in the Plastic Bubble

Russian Roulette

Take it from me there is nothing to see here
I’ve got one cigarette and a bullet in a gun to my head                                                               
Take a look and you’ll see me run of the ghosts
And the past that won’t free me

Time won’t heal wounds they are dark and obsessive
The blood on the bone and you know I regret that
I never said all the things that I should have
Maybe be I could have done more and I should have

But there was a time and place for you and there was a time and a place for you and                                                          
There was a time and a place for you and me
                                          
Now I’m saying things and I know you won’t like this                                                               
The sun only sets on the good and the righteous man                                                       
I could kill for a sip of that poison, 
swing from the gallows and watch from the shadows

I struck a chord for the power and the glory
But that's another time, another place, another story
I've made a deal with the devil inside me
I don't give a fuck if you like or don't like me

But there was a time and a place for you and there was a time and a place for you and                                                              
There was a time and a place for you and me

Sit by my side slip a shell in the chamber
Cool nicotine in the face of a stranger             
Blow follows blow can’t you feel the glamour
Stop, mesmerised by the trip of the hammer

I struck a chord for the power and the glory
But that's another time, another place, another story
I've made a deal with the devil inside me
I don't give a fuck if you like or don't like me

But there was a time and a place for you and there was a time and a place for you and                                                              
There was a time and a place for you and me

WORDS AND MUSIC BY John Shields

The Breaking Point

Russian Roulette

A Very Un-American Dream

It was a very Un-American dream that I had, a very Un-American dream
It was a very Un-American dream that I had, a very Un-American dream
Burning stars in the sky, then I started to cry, burning stars in the sky then I stated to cry
Burning stars in the sky, they reflect in my eyes, American dreamer goodbye.

Simplicity complexity God's hand is on my destiny
We congregate round freedoms guiding light
I look around for a friendly face but they're all gone without a trace
And the burning flags are lighting up the night

It was a very Un-American dream that I had, a very Un-American dream
It was a very Un-American dream that I had, a very Un-American dream 

I made a wish upon a star for Disneyland and Florida
For Washington and Lincoln's union states
For the NRA and righteous kill, for Hollywood and the overspill
This all American boy is at the plate

It was a very Un-American dream that I had, a very Un-American dream
It was a very Un-American dream that I had, a very Un-American dream
Burning stars in the sky, then I started to cry, burning stars in the sky then I stated to cry
Burning stars in the sky, they reflect in my eyes, American dreamer goodbye.

It was a very Un-American dream that I had, a very Un-American dream
It was a very Un-American dream that I had, a very Un-American dream

I've worked my fingers to the bone just for this place that I call home
But someone stole my dreams they look the light
I love my stars I love my stripes and I don't give up without a fight
But the burning Flags are lighting up the night

It was a very Un-American dream that I had, a very Un-American dream
It was a very Un-American dream that I had, a very Un-American dream
Burning stars in the sky, then I started to cry, burning stars in the sky then I stated to cry
Burning stars in the sky, they reflect in my eyes, American dreamer goodbye.

Words and Music by John Shields. 201403

A Very Un American Dream

This Town

Blue light on the touch paper
Smell vapours from the gasoline
Something’s happening in this town tonight
All of the barricades are coming down tonight
A neon lit tragedy in this town tonight
So many memories all broken down tonight

Cold light shadows flicker still
Backdrop I move in for the kill
And I'll take a look around in this town tonight
All orders broken down in this town tonight
No signals coming through to this satellite
My words are echoing around this town.

Well it chills me to the bone in this town tonight
I can’t find my way home in this tonight
A slow ticking metronome in this town tonight
My time is running out in this town.

In this town tonight

Words and Music by John Shields 042212

This Town

Time Bomb Ticking

10,9,8,7,6,5,4,3,2,1 BLOW!
My heart missed a beat watched the clock start ticking down
I glance to the left to the right, quick turnaround
Watch what you say I’m a human hand grenade
I know my rights whether human or otherwise
I forged documents just to prove I should stay alive
The time bomb is ticking just to rain on your parade

We build monuments to the fallen the forsaken
All of my planning is mapped out so take a token 
Gesture that’s made just to keep you in line for today
Tomorrow they say it's just like any other day
So take what you want cos society is throw away
The time bomb is ticking on every council estate

It’s like a dream sequence, there’s nothing you can do
I'm pulling out the pin in a bus or taxi queue, it’s just a 
Dream sequence a clock inside of my head that whispers
10,9,8,7,6,5,4,3,2,1 BLOW!

Well if you’re black or your white, gay or straight or just otherwise
I don’t discriminate, I plant hate seeds no compromise
A time bomb is ticking on every council estate
Evolve from the knife to the gun to go nuclear
A blast from the past I have gone for the jugular
A time bomb is ticking just to rain on your parade

It’s like a dream sequence, there’s nothing you can do
I'm pulling out the pin in a bus or taxi queue, it’s just a 
Dream sequence it's a clock inside of my head that whispers
10,9,8,7,6,5,4,3,2,1 BLOW!

WORDS and MUSIC by John Shields

Time Bomb Ticking

On the edge or over the cliff you decide xxxjs

The Homeland Security Song

Power glory democracy and our homeland security
Safe in the knowledge that nothings going wrong
I'm in a nuclear bunker in Idaho, I know it’s where I’ve got to go
I pray for the stars and stripes and sing my song

Here I am this soldier boy, called to arms seek and destroy
Shock and awe I turn towards the right
Land of the brave home of the free, we have come to fill your needs
I bear arms for freedoms guiding light

And I sing power glory democracy and our homeland security
Safe in the knowledge that nothings going wrong
I'm in a nuclear bunker in Idaho, I know it’s where I’ve got to go
I pray for the stars and stripes and sing my song

What my country means to me and our homeland security
Forsake the rights of others for our states
Never turn the other cheek there is no room for the weak
Never cross that line cause that’s a big mistake

Power glory democracy and our homeland security
Safe in the knowledge that nothings going wrong
I'm in a nuclear bunker I'm in Idaho, I know it’s where I’ve got to go
I pray for the stars and stripes and sing my song

POWER, GLORY, DEMOCRACY. Say it...

Words and Music by John Shields  201023

The Homeland Security Song

Make me Suffer

SONIC TRUTH REVOLUTION: All words and music and recording by John Shields aka The Last Broadcaster. Post Punk Alternative whatever you want to call it it's fine by me. Let your ears open your eyes and PLAY IT LOUD