Explosion

For the corner boys on the side
streets, all in one tracksuit, stand up.
For the females working that twilight shift, please stand up.
Fatigued and overran but relentless.
They gave us brexit and the apprentice.

Fishbowl living, Truman show
Blue eyed monster, aryan flow.
Something's bubbling bubbling all
for the green, like colours of Dublin.

Nothing to kill monotony, it's nothing to blame a minority
the same every year,
they blame it on fear but we don't respect your authority

I know I'm too young to be this
fucked, but I'm feeling to old to be fussed.
In the land of the villains they're
making a killing, so tell me who do we trust?

On the brink of recession, heads up to the classless masses
Political farces, hiding behind some photoshopped arses.

And we talk about likes, click bait just dangling
I kinda feel like I'm strangling
Lace up, suit up, my armour and I -
Get ready for action, I get ready for action.
If you tell me it's on I'm fighting the power with passion.

Rooftop living I'm a savage talker
Hard lines like an ounce of proper
Trouble with a female stalker
And she keeps coming to the venues

Doctor - how the fuck did this happen?
All the boys in the band they be laughing
I'm dealing with the spotlight
Got me lying awake up on a long night

I don't know what you take me for
Can't a young man make money anymore?
Don't cry for my sins or myself
I should be happy in health
I do not sit at the table with manners applied
I am not one of those guys
I am an elephant without disguise
I am the truth in a room full of lies

And the room is alive, they should proceed with some caution
March on the king and his horsemen,
'cause that failure is never an option we
Get ready for action, get ready for action.
If you tell me it's on I'm fighting that power with passion.

False hope, like fools gold, you heard it through the grape vine.
Like five people I trust though, and non of them on my timeline.
That's real life, no fake news, I say this rhyme with reason.
As long as I stay breathing I'll make heat in the coldest season.

Give me energy when I climb, these bars I design are gold.
My story's yet to be told, this music can't be controlled.
Nobody here claimed this was easy, not much round here to believe in.
We make heat in the coldest season,
even though Scotland's fucking freezing.

I'm cool with all the gods as long as nobody gets hurt
Taught to believe in myself, and trust I put in work.
Travelling back to my city I feel it gets better each time.
And I've been away for a minute but Glasgow always in mind.

Always in mind my symbol, my door step was my window.
Since I was popping pimples, it made this plane and simple.
We get ready for action, get ready for action
If you tell me it's on I'm fighting that power with passion.