Breakdown

Enamoured by a CD sleeve
Then home
To a council estate in Bow
Broken friendships and all the rest
Bow Road to a shop of treats
In Denmark Street
We'd drink in the Alfred
Before moving on to Stepney
Placed an ad on Gumtree
'Cos we don't wanna remain in the Manor no more
Fifteen years to come around
Our Demilo turns to Breakdown
And that's where we start

We are middle children of history
Our lives drift like flotsam out at sea
Our needs met in cardboard and polythene
Our presence buckling at the seams
The whole world is ravaged by disease
Our leaders have taken to their knees
No great war just a battle for the soul
To accumulate becomes our only goal

Atomized; no roots with which we sprung
Idolized; are the virtuous and young
Vilified; by the sins of those long gone
Nullified; we let the cycle carry on

It doesn't matter what you do
This breakdown's gonna get to you
It doesn't matter what you say
No one can hear you anyway
It doesn't matter what you do
This breakdown's gonna get to you
It doesn't matter what you say
No one is listening anyway



Credits
Writer(s): Andy Strevens, Michael Mcguinness, Mike Connell, Richard Gale, Toby Young
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