Speakers Corner Quartet feat. Kwake Bass, Raven Bush, Peter Bennie, Biscuit & Kae Tempest -
Further Out Than The Edge
Geronimo Blues
And that's when he said
I don't wanna be washed up without you
Evolved to a lump in a shell looking out at the world with no legs
No hands, no head
No glands, no plans, no throat just sand
She said, well, don't go backwards, don't stay sat down too long
Don't be background sound drowned out
Don't get stuck, move on
Don't get caught, found out
Don't get lost, don't get crossed out, don't get squashed
Don't come back, don't leave
Don't get drum checks, don't get reverb
I get you, but you don't get me
He said, I've never seen more than I see right now, but we've never known less
We've never known trust nor wisdom
How can a million blips with their silicone chips
And an Instagram Twitch prepare the deep cracks to the kingdom
She said, we're defined by our ill-formed opinions
Refreshed by the shock of it all, how noble
And I said, we live in the thrall of a gaggle of demons
With glossy demeanors and outdated opinions
And they sit on their lawns with their thousand pound picnics
Fresh from a hard day of speaking in tongues and murdering children
Cutting the funds to education and health care
They sentence our young to a lifetime of debt
Lovely tuxedos, satin and velvet
Losing control, pedal and other terrorist threats
Opportunity knocks
Britain's on its knees with blood dripping from his socks
Driven to new degrees of desperation and unease
With a mouth full of blame and tattoos that say "what?"
Meanwhile, what's immigrant this, immigrant that
Where the populace pop into pop-ups
And pop out the pictures and popcorn and it's popping off
See the twin bulls have locked horns
And the wise man says
When there is hope, it's already too late, Geronimo
Nothing but air, free falling
Imagining something is there, it keeps calling
Come into the light, open up your chest
Why you so uptight and so stressed?
Come into the future it's lovely over here
Just put your headset on and everything will be clear, disappear
Here, take this pill, stop worrying
Load this world, stop fidgeting
Go your own way, stop following
Make your own moves, be everything
Wake up and love more
Eat slogans for breakfast and shit out the alphabet
Then read the foul future before you pull the trigger
And flush the whole mess into the contaminated river
And he said yeah, I know I'm supposed to be angry
But lately I'm just into gun falls of Mandy and techno
It's so nice when you hold me, don't let go
But let's go back to the matter at hand
And she said I don't wanna be washed up without you
And the sea crept up a little closer to the land
Geronimo blues when there's nothing left to lose
But the planet, jump off the edge and give thanks
Geronimo blues when there's nothing left to lose
Go past language and fill in the blanks
Go past language, fill in the
I don't wanna be washed up without you
Evolved to a lump in a shell looking out at the world with no legs
No hands, no head
No glands, no plans, no throat just sand
She said, well, don't go backwards, don't stay sat down too long
Don't be background sound drowned out
Don't get stuck, move on
Don't get caught, found out
Don't get lost, don't get crossed out, don't get squashed
Don't come back, don't leave
Don't get drum checks, don't get reverb
I get you, but you don't get me
He said, I've never seen more than I see right now, but we've never known less
We've never known trust nor wisdom
How can a million blips with their silicone chips
And an Instagram Twitch prepare the deep cracks to the kingdom
She said, we're defined by our ill-formed opinions
Refreshed by the shock of it all, how noble
And I said, we live in the thrall of a gaggle of demons
With glossy demeanors and outdated opinions
And they sit on their lawns with their thousand pound picnics
Fresh from a hard day of speaking in tongues and murdering children
Cutting the funds to education and health care
They sentence our young to a lifetime of debt
Lovely tuxedos, satin and velvet
Losing control, pedal and other terrorist threats
Opportunity knocks
Britain's on its knees with blood dripping from his socks
Driven to new degrees of desperation and unease
With a mouth full of blame and tattoos that say "what?"
Meanwhile, what's immigrant this, immigrant that
Where the populace pop into pop-ups
And pop out the pictures and popcorn and it's popping off
See the twin bulls have locked horns
And the wise man says
When there is hope, it's already too late, Geronimo
Nothing but air, free falling
Imagining something is there, it keeps calling
Come into the light, open up your chest
Why you so uptight and so stressed?
Come into the future it's lovely over here
Just put your headset on and everything will be clear, disappear
Here, take this pill, stop worrying
Load this world, stop fidgeting
Go your own way, stop following
Make your own moves, be everything
Wake up and love more
Eat slogans for breakfast and shit out the alphabet
Then read the foul future before you pull the trigger
And flush the whole mess into the contaminated river
And he said yeah, I know I'm supposed to be angry
But lately I'm just into gun falls of Mandy and techno
It's so nice when you hold me, don't let go
But let's go back to the matter at hand
And she said I don't wanna be washed up without you
And the sea crept up a little closer to the land
Geronimo blues when there's nothing left to lose
But the planet, jump off the edge and give thanks
Geronimo blues when there's nothing left to lose
Go past language and fill in the blanks
Go past language, fill in the
Credits
Writer(s): Alan Ross Harris, Giles King-ashong, Kae Tempest, Raven Sean Bush, Peter James Bennie
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