Poundland California

I came across it yesterday An old polaroid photo depicting the golden days Fuck did we look so naive So young Imitation leathers Zipped up full We'd all chip in if we were able To put food on our dealers table Life was easy We rode on the wave Fell in love with the weekend Pissed away the weekdays Now I see it gets tough real fast No matter where you come from First place or last Born and raised in the city of culture Adidas stripes Sharp knives Balaclava Some stay No dreams to chase They fade away Another slave to the payday Broken wings Marionettes on strings Little fish swimming in a pond too big We are creatures of the Humber Bred down by the waters In a poundland California A Poundland California It's never dull around here A concrete paradise it's clear Living in a poundland California A poundland California We had it easy So smooth So many faces filled every room We didn't care much for flying the flag Kept our heads out of the politics We didn't understand We never gave a shit about nothing Living like kings on a shoe string Collate the spare change And let the magic happen All we needed was a good night Nothing else mattered We are creatures of the Humber Bred down by the waters In a poundland California A Poundland California It's never dull around here A concrete paradise it's clear Living in a poundland California A poundland California We are creatures of the Humber Bred down by the waters In a poundland California A Poundland California Never dull around here A concrete paradise it's clear Living in a poundland California A poundland California