Where the Heart Is

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