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yr poetry - the fucking iliad lyrics

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[spoken: alexei berrow]
i walk out into the night, into a pale light. capi+

[spoken: junior laidley]
nah, nah, that’s sh+t. you can do better than that. have another go

[spoken: alexei berrow]
i walk out into the night, the pale moonlight playing with the shadows. is that really your real height? capi+

[spoken junior laidley]
ehm, it’s better but nah. just… go again. please

[spoken: alexei berrow]
i walk out into the night life, and if the paling moonlight was the sun, then the passing patterns of car headlights against tall towers grow us, like tiny flowers from the curbside

[spoken: junior laidley]
capital city. yeah, that’s the one

[spoken: alexei berrow]
small powers, she says “it’s all about the music, i don’t really listen to the words.” and that kinda hurt. sometimes the mеlody is just a way to get the words heard. shе just wants to get lost in the music, get blazed, and it’s cute, and i relate, but i’m like… twice her age. i’ve grown so fond of getting paid. it’s better to be paid then destroyed when you’re self+employed. i can’t claim tax back on the weed i smoked for the tunes i wrote, i can’t get expenses for emotion expended. my visa says entertainer, but i want it to cut a little deeper. she just wants to get lost in the music, but tonight, i want to lose the music

but without the music, it’s nothing!

[spoken: junior laidley]
just a man talking
[spoken: alexei berrow]
and punk is not about compromise, and other lies, some band charging sixty sheets for a meet+and+greet? you wouldn’t charge! just hang out on the street before shows (ignore the fact no one really goes). you wouldn’t charge! just hang out on the street (ignore the fact that everyone would ignore you apart from those who already know). you wouldn’t charge them for a hug or a handshake, no! stay away from our rider though

and meanwhile, with collapsing heart and so much art, so much happening that it almost justifies the rent. london, every time i circle your city to come home i am breath taken

[spoken: junior laidley]
breath took?

[spoken: alexei berrow]
birmingham kids say shook, like i am shook that i can no longer tell the possibilities from the memories, and mapping out the lights of all the territories forms a web taut enough to catch me. it’s a terrible +n+logy, cause i am too heavy and i’ve already fallen. i fell for the community, for the collective identity, that shared sense of empathy. we’re all sat in each other’s corners, we all stand for each other’s causes, we are all each other’s stories

something something, divisive rhetoric of the right, f+ck the tories. london, every time i circle your city to come home, i see the glinting metal spine of crossrail and i shiver, and i wonder, which venue gets x’d next? which cortex of microculture gets foreclosed? which cowshed gets bulldozed? when do the coco’s go the way of madam jojo’s? what start of something special gets abruptly abridged by a noise abatement order, from a new neighbor, playing into the greedy hands of the same landlords that jack their rent? because+

[spoken: junior laidley]
it’s central

[spoken: alexei berrow]
you’re right in the middle of it all! london, the lights, the landmarks, the sights, and the… well, not the sounds. literally, just contact your local representative, say+

[spoken: junior laidley]
it’s too loud

[spoken: alexei berrow]
and we’ll shut it down

i wonder what would happen if a city loses it’s music?
[spoken: junior laidley]
just men talking

[spoken: alexei berrow]
i wonder if the places they’re replacing use the same building, and if so, if one of us dies, does that mean we can haunt it? could even our non+corporeal, ectoplasmic, unregistered ghost forms afford it? small powers, that iconography, they’ll stick a picture of a guitar on the logo, call it heritage like what we do can be inherited, but they’re stealing more from us then music piracy ever did

and i wonder if the kids of the kids that went to those shows will see the picture of the guitar on the logo and know, that we communally, collectively, empathically, we fought a war here and we lost

[sung: alexei berrow and junior laidley]
oh capital city, what’s your cost?

you used to tower over us all, but london makes you seem so small
you used to tower over us all, but london makes you seem so small
you used to tower over us all, but london makes you seem so small
you used to tower over us all, but london makes you seem so small
you used to tower over us all, but london makes you seem so small
you used to tower over us all, but london makes you seem so small

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