Perfect Coffee
Kae Tempest
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Now just two doors down In the first floor flat And the old ramshackle house With the broken down porch And the novelty doorbell The lights are still on Zoe plays her music low She's got a bottle on the go Everything's in boxes It's been a long night packing Clothes in black bin bags Blu Tack greasing the paintwork What the f*ck is all this stuff? There's the road sign stolen From Quick Shag Street Shirts, and skirts, posters CDs, comedy coasters, broken TV Birthday card that her sister made In the distant past when she turned 13 Hair stuff, books, love letters she can't bin And outside, the night, and inside The last hurrah Limited edition Air Max 1 tens Che Guevara bust Complete with his ornamental glass cigar Naff for years The landlord never fixed the shower And the mold kept growing Up the kitchen walls He'll do it up nice now, sure Repaint it, he's tripled the rent He's gonna get it, and all She's only got a few hours left to Get the room all packed and clean Zoe goes to the window looks to the street Lights up a smoke it's 04: 18 The squats we used to party in Are flats we can't afford The dumps we did our dancing in Have all been restored pints are up two quid The staff are beautiful and bored You think it's coming up 'round here? It's falling on it's sword It don't feel like home no more I don't speak the lingo Since when was this a winery? It used to be the bingo I've walked these streets for all my life They know me like no other But the streets have changed I no longer feel them shudder Alright, alright, I get the gist Whose city is this? It doesn't Want me no more I've had a glimpse into the future, it stinks London's a walled fort, it's all for the rich If you fall short, you fall And you know where the door is Board up the broken, do it up, sell it back Make it bespoke, it's all out in the open It's fine, man, hike the price right up And smile with your friends in The posh new nightclubs My streets have been dug up, repaved New routes for commuters The landscape has changed I'm lookin' for the old tags The graffs that once meant safe territory But it seems every hieroglyph Gets whitewashed eventually And so I'm moving on I've got it all to play for I'll be the invader in Some other neighbourhood I'll be sipping perfect coffee Thinkin', "This is pretty good, " While the locals grit their teeth and hum "Another fucking one has come" All I see is luxury tenements Woebegone residents Redolent resin heads puffing on pleasure Everyone's reckoning something is beckoning There's never been anything There's only forever Towering tower blocks, scaffolding rattling The tube is prattering ram full of passengers Smashing it's way into town We are scavengers Scrapping around in the sludge For our sustenance Have a dash party life, rubbing our shoulders Into the mould, yes, we do what we're told We're Sisyphus pushing his boulder The kids are alright But the kids will get older
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Written by: DANIEL DE MUSSENDEN CAREY, KATE TEMPEST
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