Pete Doherty - Bowhemia lyrics
[Pete Doherty - Bowhemia lyrics]
What is it? It’s bow’s orange sunset spring
That quick step groove down the Grove Road
It’s the blue smoke glamour of
Crack slab urban bohemia
The richest man alive doesn't have a penny
And I’m looking to cash in on his wisdom
Looking out for the wise in his eyes
And the ice in his next drink
And his next drink, and his next drink
And his next drink
I watch the world, it's tower
Blocks headbutting the skyline
So stitch that
That slit in the sky like a knife
Gash, and a fallen sixties leather jacket
The tenements so unlovely and kit'sch
And the people rolling on in our
Colours and classes, classes and colours
The beats of New London
Twisted by the bitter rhythm
Of the wrong education, in the big schools
On the bigger grey gothic
Pink plastic flower estates
Twizzling our biros and cashing our giros
And it’s tupence for your philosophy
And tupence for your dreams
Fair ye unwell on the welfare
And the state is a fair man made maid
It understands the sweet sickly
Pleasure of melancholy
The malign happiness of the horrors
Lick die happiness of the horrors
Delights in the mystery of it’s own misery
A modern love, so here we are
The fucked generation
At the fag-end of the 20th century AD
Young and still breathing
But now it’s a trial
Cause we tried it all and
We’re tired by it all
Too much, too young, too
Often, too many times, and it’s too late
But we’re not surrendering though
Fuck no we’re not, we’re on the offensive
On all fours in the puddles of No Man’s Land
And in that manner we move to the rhythms
Of ice cream vans playing
‘oranges and lemons’
And police sirens spinning and
Waking their mythical wails
Calling us to ourselves
Opium for the elite
Yeah, and there’s his illegitimate brother
Inexpensively smacking the kids of
Stepney, at a cost
So let’s step out now, you and I
Let’s go now and stay a while
Underneath the sun
A council street lamp left on in
The middle of the day
Tussling with gravity, branding skin
And it will tussle and brand
Tussle and brand until it explodes
Tussle and brand until the sun explodes
That quick step groove down the Grove Road
It’s the blue smoke glamour of
Crack slab urban bohemia
The richest man alive doesn't have a penny
And I’m looking to cash in on his wisdom
Looking out for the wise in his eyes
And the ice in his next drink
And his next drink, and his next drink
And his next drink
I watch the world, it's tower
Blocks headbutting the skyline
So stitch that
That slit in the sky like a knife
Gash, and a fallen sixties leather jacket
The tenements so unlovely and kit'sch
And the people rolling on in our
Colours and classes, classes and colours
The beats of New London
Twisted by the bitter rhythm
Of the wrong education, in the big schools
On the bigger grey gothic
Pink plastic flower estates
Twizzling our biros and cashing our giros
And it’s tupence for your philosophy
And tupence for your dreams
Fair ye unwell on the welfare
And the state is a fair man made maid
It understands the sweet sickly
Pleasure of melancholy
The malign happiness of the horrors
Lick die happiness of the horrors
Delights in the mystery of it’s own misery
A modern love, so here we are
The fucked generation
At the fag-end of the 20th century AD
Young and still breathing
But now it’s a trial
Cause we tried it all and
We’re tired by it all
Too much, too young, too
Often, too many times, and it’s too late
But we’re not surrendering though
Fuck no we’re not, we’re on the offensive
On all fours in the puddles of No Man’s Land
And in that manner we move to the rhythms
Of ice cream vans playing
‘oranges and lemons’
And police sirens spinning and
Waking their mythical wails
Calling us to ourselves
Opium for the elite
Yeah, and there’s his illegitimate brother
Inexpensively smacking the kids of
Stepney, at a cost
So let’s step out now, you and I
Let’s go now and stay a while
Underneath the sun
A council street lamp left on in
The middle of the day
Tussling with gravity, branding skin
And it will tussle and brand
Tussle and brand until it explodes
Tussle and brand until the sun explodes