Lyrics:
a Swan Centre
London girls, come Swan Centre
Northern girls, come Swan Centre
Even girls from abroad, come Swan Centre
But Portsmouth man, just stay in
League
Of artistry
A K on YouTube's only a quid
A hundred of those weren't enough to live
But the Job Centre
Delivered in Corona
Lockdown Carer for my
If you wanna know something 'bout me
The blood in my veins is full of northern grit
I got that northern soul, man I got bags of it
We're far from
the northern lights
Yeah the northern lights
Oh the northern lights
You've been wearing her for a while
Wasting here living in denial
You're replacing the centre
More shops close in town centre, cries for change from residence
The council don’t do shit for us decades lacking in investment
Our beer festival
In the land of northern lights
Deep into the mountain core
Hear the tunnel howl n' roar
In the mine I lose my faith
In a kingdom of mining wraith
Hey,
not there to serve, to protect, just to control
They just want to tame you all just before they fuck you up
All is related in this world, mining
Twinpaws got money I don't ever cope
Swerving I cookout your sinner pope
Soul for admiring
Sinner mope
Real soon in the pit Imma tie a rope
Who finna
I must spittin' in braille
All the sudden they feelin' this
Came from nothing to something
Yeah that's music innovation
Rigorous vision your mind is
the centre
Work hard
Choose fast
Make it last
Don’t waste time
A finer place
For mining souls
I mine gold
In coal mines
There is nothing so sweet
payment from Alfred the Great
The great Heathen Army, for your blood and riches they march
Your payment in Gold to stay your execution for not
They’ll
up, Now fill shanty town favelas
While White Irish, Enslaved in Barbados
Tricked, For famine, Of Potatoes
Mixed, With, African folks, Unable
To handle
I was born in a northern mining town
At the turn of the century
By the time I was twelve
Me childhood days were history
One cold December day
I rose
apparently
But I’m mining for jewels
(I feel this)
I feel this higher power in my head
High high high
I feel this is my moment I won’t let it
Pass by by
How do I move past Northern Ireland?
This place? How do I climb this hill?
How do I find some fuckin' head space?
And navigate life after this
eyes nearly frozen
closed. For how long had we travelled? The memory grows dim, lost in the
cruel, searing storm-winds. And now, at last... our quest
That Midwest gang gang Recruitment for each Gang
Happened on a battlefield But Sinai in the air
On top of the Heavenly Mountain all surrounded It
Back in
generation
I can prove it, but it doesn't constitute publication
I swear the Great Bear entered the Dragon's Lair
I was there in the centre of St.
This is only my first global warn i n g
Children are mining cobalt out in congo
There's many more things I've not managed to dig out so
Don't sleep
box of VHS's to the recycling centre
Only for Chris to fetch them back
Saying they'd caught her eye while disposing of her cathode ray tele
And that
a matter of hours before you see your mama
Waiting for you back at home
Big buildings at it's centre
Stand ablaze with light
While lesser spires around
to Hudson's bay
The Salmon run in Port clberni
Mining gold in thunder bay
Canada sparkles
Stompin' Tom from Saint Johns
Dief the Chief from old Pc.
The Hip
Nobody living in Burchell Lake
Left in a hurry is what the old folks say
Once was the best mining town around
Until the copper fell and the pumps
sound
Trees towered, fly flowers
To blossom in the clouds
Now, rabbit holes probing the great silence
Mining trying to find the alignment
To perfect
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