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Mad Men (Explicit) - Kings of the City
Bullets sing through the skin of an unarmed black man
And swim to the heart of
The north east side of town
And when they finally found they're way
Through decay to the south side
They were caught in the teeth
Of rebellion hate and need
But the need turned to greed and the hate
It turned to anger
And the blue and the brown eyes
Turned to burning flames
London' still burning
And nothing's changed since the riots
People ignored the real sparks creating the fires
And I ain't praising the liars
Out chasing desires
Instead of pursuing dreams
But I ain't blaming them either
'Cos nothing's the way it seems
They've been living crime movies in private
Then decided go public and make a scene
'Cos they plug products like *** everyday on our screens
Then judge and turn their noses up
When we change into fiends
It's f**ked but imagine going
To school and it's sh*t there
Don't want to go home for some love
'Coz it doesn't live there
You couldn't win there
So wouldn't think fair
On the road to insanity
'Coz they're driven so quick there
And it's only mad men that wage these wars
Pushing killers to pulling triggers with crazy thoughts
You wanna protest but you ran up in JD Sports
You burnt the wrong buildings down
Trying to change these laws
Just think
If they sold you coal would you take ashes
And taste tobacco smoked through pipes of peace
If the lonely souls of
The old and ageing fascists
Changed and gave back those
Years of defeat on your streets
Only mad men hold a gun
Only mad men hold a knife
Only mad men hold a gun
And only mad men hold a gun
And only mad men hold a life
Only mad men hold a life
Only mad men hold a life
Only mad men hold a life
Only mad men
Only mad men
Only mad men
Only mad men
It's hard being young
I was 15 when I first saw a gun
Someone put one to my face
Hen my heart darkened with my lungs
Paranoia fathered a son
It was done
Lost my faith in humanity
Working in a field filled with battle apple trees
Don't tit for tatter me with tales of your apathy
Will it be your judgement or
My machete that's backing me
This heard mentality is rife
We need to let go
The same way you panic buy for petrol
The same way some might stab
A guy from some next road
But these ain't hollywood
Every corners got a tesco
Shouting ride of die
Letting the tek blow
But when you die
Was your life worth the debt
Hell knows
It's like theirs two roads
A young man can take
One with fear
One with hate
For real
If they sold you coal would you take ashes
And taste tobacco smoked
Through pipes of peace
If the lonely souls of
The old and ageing fascists
Changed and gave back those
Years of defeat on your streets
Only mad men hold a gun
Only mad men hold a gun
Only mad men hold a gun
Only mad men hold a gun
And only mad men hold a life
Only mad men hold a life
Only mad men hold a life
And only mad men hold a life
Only mad men
Only mad men
Only mad men
Only mad men
Only mad men pull the trigger
Only mad men feel bigger
Only mad men get done
And only mad men hold a gun
And only mad men push it in
Only mad men pierce the skin
Only mad men get life
And only mad men hold a knife
