Behind The Rubbish Skip

Met an Angel

Behind a rubbish skip

We talked some shit

Did a little dance or two

Then went our separate ways

And sometimes I wonder

If they were still alive

Would things be how they were

Before they went and died

I’m not even allowing my demons

To take me back to Pakistan

‘Cause that one night of tears

Aged me many years

I couldn’t believe the things I heard

But at least my heart is a little tamer

There’s a disclaimer

Read the small print

I bruise easily

Ha

Fuck that

No I don’t

Things happen one day

I’m over it by the next

Well you gotta be really

‘cause that’s no way to live your life

It’s great to see good friends

With their dreams coming true

And I believe in them

They’re only very few

But that’s cool

‘cause we ain’t gonna be around too long

Just want people to remember the name

Before I depart and I'm gone

I wonder what it’s like to die

I imagine many things

And I question things too much

But I remember how they used to say to me when I was a kid

An intelligent child asks a lot

These fuckers think I’m lost

They don’t know man, they don’t know

Let me stir my melting pot

Wanna throw in all kinds of colour

A little blue, little red, little brown,

A bit of him, bit of her, bit of me

It’s about unity

And yeah the world pisses me off

I tell you all the time

It ain’t a crime to want some change

Not your copper pennies though

I want actual CHANGE

Banksy is a G

Wanna shake his hand

Take off my hat

Maybe do a little curtsy

One day though

I see you bowing down to me

Maybe I’ll find that Angel waiting for me

Behind another rubbish skip

Maybe we'll play Scrabble or something

but maybe this time I'll win.