Keir - Stand on the Right (Interlude 1)

The next station is Green Park
Doors will open on the right hand side
Change for the Piccadilly and Victoria Lines
Exit for Buckingham Palace
As we're descending down those metal steps
A hundred years flash by, smudged in a second's step
Scratching up the soles of these black Chucks
Tough luck
Yet I'll miss the train by a sec again
I'm in and out quick, like some second-rate sex
Or a daring raid, moving like I'm SAS
Move amongst the shadows
Else the gallows are what's coming next
Like the hallowed organ pipes, I hear a carriage heading in
We're off to North Greenwich for the backdrop
Camera's in my bag, build a jigsaw with these snapshots
I'm looking kinda Eighties like a flat-top
So it's corduroy jazz rap that makes you boom bap-bop
Gosh
But I ain't moving posh like Ascot
Keep your fascinators and your Gucci
I rock caps from Oxfam, boss
That's the reality of my country
And shit, it's kinda funny
How does money move so runny, like it's bloody honey?
It always seems to elude me
So I'm jumping up these metal steps
Health & Safety, sue me
I'm loony, sounding stupid like I'm Wayne Rooney
So shoot me
This cover art is looking all sweet like coulis
Too hot
Burned my tongue on my grooves, bops
Braggadocio that soothes
Cotch and plot my next couple moves
Stick to my Roots, Manuva through the scene
Till I get some air like rallying in Subarus
True, this music's new to me
But I'm new to you
How do you do?
Yeah
Keiry Keir
Love

Written by:
Hayden Fletcher

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