Do The Birds Still Sing In Hell?
We light them firecrackers
Then go running round these streets
Yeah we duck from flying daggers
Sharpest points to all be made
We dance round panicked riots
Spinning around and back you came
We act on fractured islands
Like once they weren't part the same
And all we have is time but
We spend money like that changes
What we have inside us
Or what we look to gain
You cook with cyanide
This recipe for disaster tastes
Like you man haven't tried this
Your silver spoon it ain't seen no stain
Yeah take this down in writing
Cah' we sing songs but all in vain
Cause you don't have the slightest
Intentions to hear my pain
As we take flight
As we take flight
Do the birds still sing in hell?
Can you hear me?
Do the birds still sing in hell?
Can you hear me? (Yes or no?)
And I was thinking about civilisations
And how we thrived, through trust
I was thinking
Lucky we didn't have the internet
I still think society's weird
I mean I understand
We can't have all in common
But here's my problem
We've fell into a space
Where there's no nuance, just in-fluence
They didn't teach us division in maths
What's that looking?
Watching my face for?
What's that cooking?
Smells like a race war
The media are cheffing
And I ain't suggesting anything
But I question everything
And with fear we lose freedom
Tuning the radio
The anger was frequent
Opinions based on political colours
Looking for enemies
Seeing each other
I was born on earth
But raised in lines
And from lines we made ends meet
I try and find my peace
News at nine, we divide in pieces
Thinking who I'm gonna hate this week
Shit, I felt hate this week
And it felt great this week
I felt grey, felt weak
Fire in my eyes burning 'till Grenfell sleeps
I hear them angel's weep
Are birds singing in hell?
Or maybe they send tweets
(Tweets, tweets)
And I hope they don't cancel me
Before they try counsel me
Do the birds still sing in hell?
Can you hear me?
Do the birds still sing in hell?
Can you hear me? (Yes or no?)
Can you hear me? (Yes or no?)
Then go running round these streets
Yeah we duck from flying daggers
Sharpest points to all be made
We dance round panicked riots
Spinning around and back you came
We act on fractured islands
Like once they weren't part the same
And all we have is time but
We spend money like that changes
What we have inside us
Or what we look to gain
You cook with cyanide
This recipe for disaster tastes
Like you man haven't tried this
Your silver spoon it ain't seen no stain
Yeah take this down in writing
Cah' we sing songs but all in vain
Cause you don't have the slightest
Intentions to hear my pain
As we take flight
As we take flight
Do the birds still sing in hell?
Can you hear me?
Do the birds still sing in hell?
Can you hear me? (Yes or no?)
And I was thinking about civilisations
And how we thrived, through trust
I was thinking
Lucky we didn't have the internet
I still think society's weird
I mean I understand
We can't have all in common
But here's my problem
We've fell into a space
Where there's no nuance, just in-fluence
They didn't teach us division in maths
What's that looking?
Watching my face for?
What's that cooking?
Smells like a race war
The media are cheffing
And I ain't suggesting anything
But I question everything
And with fear we lose freedom
Tuning the radio
The anger was frequent
Opinions based on political colours
Looking for enemies
Seeing each other
I was born on earth
But raised in lines
And from lines we made ends meet
I try and find my peace
News at nine, we divide in pieces
Thinking who I'm gonna hate this week
Shit, I felt hate this week
And it felt great this week
I felt grey, felt weak
Fire in my eyes burning 'till Grenfell sleeps
I hear them angel's weep
Are birds singing in hell?
Or maybe they send tweets
(Tweets, tweets)
And I hope they don't cancel me
Before they try counsel me
Do the birds still sing in hell?
Can you hear me?
Do the birds still sing in hell?
Can you hear me? (Yes or no?)
Can you hear me? (Yes or no?)
Credits
Writer(s): Andre James Mclean, Thomas James Donovan, Cameron Andrew Morrell, Johnny Poole, Quinton Mitton, Alex Osiris Lock
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