My Queen Is Ada Eastman

Still here still grinding
Hustling and striving
In these dark times these dark
Minds I'm a diamond

Big Ben is still chiming
They don't wanna see us smiling
They wanna keep us grimey
But my politics still lively

Still here amongst the sirens
Turn the claps and violence down
Dust in lane I'm scribing
No visits from your Highness

Still here my dear despite
The prophecies of seers
Smashed to pieces on the pier
Put myself back like IKEA

Still here among the brass
Garments washed in starch
London wind is biting harsh
Shiver my thin moustache

I'm crude but not into crass
Willing and able and up to the task
They go low we go high it's a fact
They go low we go high like tax

Still here and cool
Still here like Queen Kasoon, J life leaves and oooh
Old school, like tomato stew, ooh
Stood on the shoulders of greats

In my hands my own faith
Make my enemies eat the cake
Cry me a river, cry me a lake
Still here God willing

Old rebels still revelling
Calm inside the Catalin
Calm though times unsettling
Too dark a mind to settle it

Don't want the beef that I'm serving
Feline amongst these vermin
Black and proud and determined
Jumped in the war left with no stitch

Ate with a priest, drived with a witch
Man's a 9th degree
Heartbreak wherever my flag is pitched
Cutting my hunger for fine things
Learning the lesson that time brings

Acquired this taste for London Pride
Spread my wings in these noxious skies
In these streets, these streets where foxes hide
I'm not yet old and I'm so wise

I take this strife in my stride
I must admit, it's tough at times
But most don't like it, I dived in
This never never never never
Ending pressure piling on

I'm still here still unruly
All sound and all fury
All frown and all fury
All gas and all fury
No peers, no jury

Burn UKIP, fuck the Tories
Fuck the fascists, end of story
Fuck 'em all, fuck 'em truly
Call me a roach, 'cause I'm resilient

I'm born strong, the son of an immigrant
Struggling element
And I'll be here
I'll be here when your cities are sediment

And only your borders and fences are left
I'll be here when your banks stop selling debt
And all your leaders stop selling death
And you've lost all relevance
In the corner, check me reading a paper
Scribing your last will and testament

I'm still here
I'm still here
I'm still here
I'm still here
Man still here
I'm still here
I'm still here, done now