Birth of the Blues Pt 2
I’m lying alive in the dead of the night
Listening to sirens with blue flashing lights
Bullets bark – another hit and run
Always someone at the wrong end of a gun
Nothing I can do, I’m watching the birth of the blues
City’s alive but for someone it’s just stopped
Out there in the night, a body just dropped
The price of life is cheaper than crime
Always someone in the wrong place and time
Nothing I can do, I’m watching the birth of the blues
Money talks – sets the odds
Dance with the Devil or walk with Gods
Heads they win, tails you lose
It’s the birth of the blues
Tyres squeal, sirens wail
From every church to every jail
Straight off the streets and onto the News
It’s the birth of the blues
Graeme wrote:
This lyric is pretty much a diary entry. Lying in bed in South East London unable to sleep, listening to the constant sirens and imagining the blue flashing lights – and what they were heading for – just at that moment it sounded like all hell was breaking loose – were those flashing lights signalling a return to darker times?