Loiterers of London
Vandals sleep with smiles tonight.
The looters have taken England,
They worked throughout the night.
And now nothing is right.
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Hooded demons and Rottweiler’s from hell,
Stopped me on my way home and
Robbed me of what I had; Money, keys, drugs to sell,
I had no dignity before, or did they take it. I can’t tell.
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Loiterers of London lit matches in the dark alleyway,
Smoked weed and other harmful shit like that,
They don’t feel right in the head, but it’s okay,
Now they just mumble into the night, not knowing what to say.
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We stood around Brixton, Brick lane, Greenwich, Notting hill,
We spent days and weeks doing nothing but
Eating kebabs, chip butties and drinking till our fill,
We compared trainers, phones and stored beers on the window sill.
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Stood outside an old lady’s house, she keeps the phone near,
Cowering behind the curtains, she watches us smoke.
The night hasn’t yet ended, but tomorrow is already clear,
We’ll wander through the day, and end up right back here.
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Sufiyan Siyah
Posted on June 8, 2010
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