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(Skitz f) Taskforce

The Junkyard

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"...What trust can we any longer place in government policies that haverigorously and indeed brutally held down wages, yet at the same timeincreased prices and in the process presented us with the biggestunemployment problem in postwar years..."The streets are filthy from the sweat and tears We wear our fingers to the bone in search of goldWe must protect our children from the night, whatever`s not rightWe bear witness- Junkyard means businessShadows in the dark, muggers on the stairs Junkyard warfare some peoples worst nightmareMy sides bleed alkies looking for 10p, And cash converters were invented for junkiesMy neighbors ?????, and livin here ain`t very cheapThieves from the council stole their money from the streets I ain`t had runnin water for weeksKids in my flat hardly know how to speak Before they`re bunnin down weed and getting STD`sAnd then they have kids, before their time to liveWhich is some hard shit, when kids bringin up kidsTimes is hard in the junkyard, kids fuck around in the dirt And see white as the only way to workThey hold the square cos there`s piss on the stairs Little man licks the pipe and blows the smoke high in the airHe calls it welfare`s prayer, smoking on the shit to feel godlySpittin wit those cats upstairsCos its dirty down here, God, you get yr robes pulled of yr backCrucified in a block of flatsJunkyard style, from the bricks to the shacks And the pigs chase the cats while the cats feed their habitsSometimes I get nostalgic and I hold my old cornerWhere we used to rock that bad magicI get toxic then reflect on the world Watching cars drive by putting swine B4 pearlsGuzzling on L just to keep my head straightIn the Junkyard AKA Highbury EstateYou gotta fight to survive bloodLash your take to make your food supply right bloodHold your own cos the kids are all fuckedLivin on luck when you ain`t got nothing and its all about the buckJunkyard- burning bins and dumped carspolice on patrol, and streetcorner starsCats getting prang, Yardies getting blamshots getting licked so live how you canKids are eating (icepoles?), throwing stones at busses Accosting grannies getting chased and now they`ve grown upScrewing on the corner with a knife in his pocket Jack you, stab you, kill you, your times upMy bloods dirty from the poison that the junkyard breathes Everything we touch just dies of diseaseBut still I live here, shine an example to the youngers To think about the way I`m gonna deal with my hungerBroke for 3 days, late giro againNew Deal, low pay, big ball and chainTucked into my sock and I don`t wanna be broke I`ve got the sentence of the junkyard fever ??And I`m burning temptation as I look to the starsFor a time when we can clean up the JunkyardYeah its hard in the streets for whoever you are When yr livin in a place we call the Junkyard;I watched a film called life, through a broken window on the stairs It weren`t long before the police appeared, all flashlight shining in my faceSame shit all the time- Junkyard, where our lives don`t changeLittle kids like orphans check me for a sponsor on the (icepoles?)Nine year olds plottin for a title like Ollie TwistSnatch yr purse like a dodger disappear in the bricksThe Junkyards a playground, crimes a safe route, drink`s a way outThe kids sit and blaze like there`s gonna be a droughtAin`t no love here, not for self or surroundingsJust close encounters, and scoundrels of all kindsThe money-mad`ll rob you blind without foresightAnd speed off somewhere into the nightTo get high off this world, create their own spaceFrom the Junkyard AKA Highbury EstateYou gotta fight to survive bloodLash your take to make your food supply right bloodHold your own cos the kids are all fuckedLivin on luck when you ain`t got nothing and its all about the buckJunkyard- burning bins and dumped carspolice on patrol, and streetcorner starsCats getting prang, Yardies getting blamshots getting licked so live how you can"Britains economic problem isn`t a problem of the decade or even ageneration; it arose far back in the 19th century, it`ll persist until the 21st"

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