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dizraeli and the small gods – strong bright lyrics

my front step, had gone midnight
overhead, pinpr+ck stars emit a dim light
watch a late worker scuttle home in his pinstripes
the single time i take the sp+ce to think right
so i’m smoking
blowing smoke rings at the world in general
london in particular, the town i’m settled in
where definitions blur and the roots of history are disinterred
by rushed spirit driven urgent by the desire to finish first
big smoke; i add my little cloud to it
standing on the brixton curb, addled by the loud music
playing in my skull, desirе to perform
astonish an audience, a firе in a storm cup
but i’m needing calm, hashish is my needle in the arm
it’s a fact that i breathe deeper when the balm hits
not gods, but plasticine people from the tar pits
clod brains, not conceiving of the vastness
we’ll not change
we’ll not stop till we end the same way we came
chaos and incomprehension, the big bang
i add my little sound to it
i sing positive when i get around to it
i think i am a good man, but i’m not sure yet
wrapped in a jacket and a towel on the doorstep
earning pay package from the vowels in my quartet
hooting at the moon with the owls til the dawn sets
strong, bright
step with all my pride screwed on tight
check i’m just like you; i’m not right
in the noggin, but i persevere
spanners in my engine but i’m managing, pretending i am
strong, bright
step with all my pride screwed on tight
check i’m just like you; i’m not right
in the noggin, but i persevere
spanners in my engine but i’m managing, pretending i am
strong

they tell me pain makes for good writing
great days and neighbourhood violence
razorblades and military mindsets
i’m sick and i’m tired of it
i revel in my indifference
spending my time with kiddies from all walks of life
and i miss it, never denied the plain fact:
i ain’t black and i’m middle class
fed up of guys that change act
and some play track to spin a bar
rappers stabbing everything in sight is uninspiring
saying they handle more long hose than firemen
[working sights?] there, there, they aren’t prepared
for the fact that if you act hard, you miss the fun of the fair
and deep depression, i’m doing the lambada in my underwear
in the freezer section, with a finger puppet on my erection
release the pressure like you’d lifting lead
if you’re gifted, it’s sufficient
no need to play the victim, tim
or turn the crucial fact to cruci+fiction
i’m through the b+tching, do whatever you do to fit in, but stay
strong, bright
step with all my pride screwed on tight
check i’m just like you; i’m not right
in the noggin, but i persevere
spanners in my engine but i’m managing, pretending i am
strong, bright
step with all my pride screwed on tight
check i’m just like you; i’m not right
in the noggin, but i persevere
spanners in my engine but i’m managing, pretending i am
strong

strong, bright
step with all my pride screwed on tight
check i’m just like you; i’m not right
in the noggin, but i persevere
spanners in my engine but i’m managing, pretending i am
strong, bright
step with all my pride screwed on tight
check i’m just like you; i’m not right
in the noggin, but i persevere
spanners in my engine but i’m managing, pretending i am
strong, bright
step with all my pride screwed on tight
check i’m just like you; i’m not right
in the noggin, but i persevere
spanners in my engine but i’m managing, pretending i am
strong

- dizraeli and the small gods lyrics

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