Pigeons Have Teeth

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Pigeons have what?
(Wings!)
Nah
Pigeons have what?
(Teeth!)
Let's go!
My countryside was stomped out by Air Max 95s
My countryside was stomped out by Air Max 95s
My countryside was stomped out by Air Max 95s
As the Essex girl found home in the city!
I left nothing back home
Cos I started with zilch
So when I jumped head first
Into the city's filth
I didn't miss my bleach
Nah, I liked the ill
I liked the homeless on the corners
Shops that never IDed
I liked the rats on the rails
And the weekend's cheap beans
I loved my Kilburn, north west
High road, hijabi sea
And all the characters
On the street
I loved my smoking area
At ICMP
How it was the first place
I stopped to smoke and meet
The people, those friends
That would be
The bricks to my change
To adult from teen
I remember Felix asking me
If I had a twisted humour
I explained I weren't laughing
My cough was just tickly
I turned up with blonde locks
And always skirts never jeans
Went to gigs with wine, beehives
Amps and screams
Batten and Mincer on stage
As Harms and me
Took the dance floor
For a likkle boogie
Then the new year rolled round
My second time trying E
After that my course was set
I waved off sobriety
Every day we'd meet
Make our space on the heath
Put our feet to the street
And blast D'n'B
The nights in the square
With Alfie and Zaynie
Or that trip to Camden
When Mikey nicked the tees
Always chain smoke and teef
Mischief between my teeth
Playing tunes at the tube
Like me and Archie
After the LSE
Did windows on LSD
My life was turned on its head
Didn't get a moment to breath
I loved it, wouldn't change a thing
As it made me, Me
Yes it changed it all
Yes it changed it all
My countryside was stomped out by Air Max 95s
My countryside was stomped out by Air Max 95s
My countryside was stomped out by Air Max 95s
As the Essex girl found home in the city!
Fire and Lightbox never knew
What hit it
K-hole, stretcher
Trainers ripping
Treck to Epping
Star Lane ravers stepping
Miles with no prepping
Of the let down
Rave locked down
Back to the station the lot now
Shivers at the bus stop
Watching other pingers flop down
On bending toe
Skanking to the beat of a tiny speaker's blow
And breathing no air
Just silver bullets and smoke
Treck regressive
Get back home
Ready for Sunday afternoons
Of Family Guy and greenery
Hot tea, flea bites
Usual scenery
Smoke clouds, laugh loud
Talk quietly
Proud of ourselves
For surviving Saturdee
And creasing so hard
When Bailey speaks
Comedowns ain't bad
They're my top tier memories
But I gotta say
Bubba's Strange Fruit was bleak
But I loved the
Stolen sweets and songs from the 70s
Remnants of mascara
And stinking feet
Shared couches with fiends
And beanbags for enemies  
Sofa dwelling, storytelling  
Tongues propelling 
Hearts a-mending
Bellies swelling with takeaway 
It made my days, that the nights ended
With such a blaze  
As this little girl from Braintree 
Found her place 
In London's sweet, cold
Soft, harsh, real embrace 
Yes it changed it all
Yes it changed it all
My countryside was stomped out by Air Max 95s
My countryside was stomped out by Air Max 95s
My countryside was stomped out by Air Max 95s
As the Essex girl found home in the city!
With grams and scams 
Smiles smiled and tears cried  
Truths skirted, lies lied 
Lives tried
With grams and scams 
Smiles smiled and tears cried  
Truths skirted, lies lied 
Lives tried
With grams and scams 
Smiles smiled and tears cried  
Truths skirted, lies lied 
Lives tried
With grams and scams 
Smiles smiled and tears cried  
Truths skirted, lies lied 
Lives tried
With grams and scams 
Smiles smiles and tears cried  
Truths skirted, lies lied 
Lives tried
With grams and scams 
Smiles smiled and tears cried  
Truths skirted, lies lied 
Lives tried
With grams and scams 
Smiles smiled and tears cried  
Truths skirted, lies lied 
Lives tried
With grams and scams 
Smiles smiled and tears cried  
Truths skirted, lies lied 
Lives tried
My countryside was stomped out by Air Max 95s
My countryside was stomped out by Air Max 95s
My countryside was stomped out by Air Max 95s
As the Essex girl found home in the city!
My countryside was stomped out by Air Max 95s
My countryside was stomped out by Air Max 95s
My countryside was stomped out by Air Max 95s
My countryside was stomped out by Air Max 95s
As I found my home in the city!

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