breakbeat barz

streets, the

students

revolt

words of abuse such as sentimental

enough for no man to go down and go mental. set me off a tangent tangerine dream of a scene where people get into teams and angrily scream

you feel it in the evening

unlike a united man city

the kite flies for mans pity but hang pretty little britain

the cool britannia is in us

but never hang a flag

its ever so bash a paki in it. you feel it in the evening

starting college cant be bothered far from in it

my classes full up and im feeling like a part

im hard up and looking past the top of the class and its hard to promise something that isnt in your heart

young student im a man of corruption a source cannot erupt in or cannabis shoved in my view cannot see from a different perspective but how can i see if my vision is affected

you feel it in the evening

other hand im getting ready to drop out of college using the knowledge i could have got if i went out but then i do

going in my city like i was on the moon or i was on the moon my coursework should have been in last week fuck that im gonna pass not be a bum sitting on a bench in the park welcome to the life of a student

you feel it in the evening

capitalisms been bashed up a little

brittle

washed up on latte and pissed up on skittles

abstract art sharp darts

the abs of a man pushing stacks in the park

if its too late man listen

i have two great ambitions

seek truth every day iv been chewing some state visit

theres more power to some

in the warm shower of summer. you feel it in the evening