[ Featuring Elysian String Quartet ]
And so your off to work again
You need to make a wage
But all you kind of feel like it's
A waste of days
Measuring the hours of your life
In the paper made
Now your pleasure is devoured
And it's getting tedious to take the pace
I mean your sick of staying
Late and rising early with
The day to face you know
Punching numbers in the database
And pretending that you care about
The day to day these
Office politics man there enough to
Make your faith decay
But this morning you were
Staring in the mirror
Clutching your razor blade and
You noticed with a
Shiver that your face was grey
Because you realise your
Actually pissed off when your
Trains delayed and now
You've got this weird feeling
That your beginning to fade away
But it's cool it's cool because you've got
This girlfriend who you've been seeing
For a While now
And yes you love her very much
But you don't feel the
Same when she smiles now I mean
You only make love with
The lights out and she don't really
Seem as on it as she was but it's fine I
Mean now's the time for
Settling down the time for making do
So you go home and
You turn your brain off and you
Rent a film off pay per
View sometimes you wonder what
Your younger self would
Make of you are you happy? in
A way your happy like any
Of your mates from school I
Mean the cooler one's they
All went and got them art's jobs
So now and again you
Meet them in the bar and
You watch them carry on
Like heart throbs and it always
Ends up messy now
Matter how chilled out it starts
Off all of a sudden
You've gone and got yourself involved
In a dance off
Your like o mate this is great
I'm rushing my arse off
Stood there feeling like your on some
Kind of ride that you
Can't stop now your in a
Chippy rowing with some prick
Who's got a fast gob just another
Night to wake up from and laugh off and so
And so just another night to wake
Up from and laugh off
And so life goes on in a
Bubble where tunnel vision all
Week our weekends are for seeing
Double how we ever gonna
See that we're in trouble but
Like a dog wagging it's
Tail enjoying the stench of it's
Own muzzle and so life
Goes on in this bubble it's tunnel
Vision all week and our
Weekends are for seeing double so
Man how we ever gonna
See that we're in trouble we're
Like a dog wagging it's
Tail expecting a treat for learning how
To put on it's own muzzle
Meanwhile another you is walking
Through the city with
Your shoulder squared your like man
I'm from the ends
You lot don't know the kind of
Load I bear your looking
At the people that you pass
With a ferocious glare
These suit's and ties just going
On like they don't know
Your there your sick of
Feeling insignificant your
Ambitions brilliant as anybody else
Is but your
Temperament is militant coz every
Other day brings the
Death of an innocent inner
City living seeing more
Wakes than Finnegan all around
You is suspicion power
Games and fast living everybody's
Trying to get paid
Can't even rave without someone
Getting stabbed over
Something it's a crying shame your
Like f*ck the higher plane I want a fast car
And a diamond chain and
Everybody's out here trying to
Find there fame they
Want there name's to ring out
Like the alarm before
The sirens came when they leave
The people shaking Like
A lion's mane because they've been
Denied for so long
There so sure they have a prize
To claim so is it time
For grief man? is it time for
Blame? I'll tell you it's
Time for neither it's the time
For change coz round my
Way young boys are given sentences
Before they even learn
To sign there name and all you're
Trying to do is find
Your way through the lies and
Pain still got your heart
Set on some new kicks right
Want them fresh black
Nike's with the blue stitch
Right so you've been
Putting in the hours moved a
Few bit's your like
What's the point in aiming any
Higher it seems useless
And so and so it's small victories
In a city full of
Rubbish where the children are
Either over fed or
Under nourished where our talents suffocated
Before it can be encouraged and
Our true selves are
Completely ignored so tell me
What's the point in
Hoping for more when there are
Soldiers at war? and they
Are dying without knowing what for
Man all you wanna do
Is think nothing sit and smoke
Up a draw your going
Nowhere like a boat on a
Shore oblivious to the ocean
Your a token of a broken
Divorce generation who's folks
Don't know the rapport ah just
Like everybody else I have
My rent to pay all I'm trying
To say is we're so caught
Up in the everyday we've given
All our strength away
And so and so life goes on
The bubble tunnel vision all
Week and our weekends are for
Seeing double so how are
We ever gonna see that we're
In trouble we're like a
Dog wagging it's tail enjoying the
Stench of it's own
Muzzle man and so life goes
On in the bubble tunnel
Vision all week and our weekends
Well there for seeing
Double so how we ever gonna
See that we're in trouble
Until we realise there's a lot
More to life than the everyday struggle
