Essex Dogs

I remember thinkin' murder in the car
Watching dogs somersault through sprinklers on tiny lawns
I remember the graffiti
We are your children coming in with spray cans of paint
I remember the sunset and the plains of cement
And the way the night seems to turn the color of orangeade

In this town, cellular phones are hot with thieves teens
In this town, we all go to terminal pubs
It helps us sweat out those angry bits of life
From this town, the English Army grind their teeth into glass
You know you'll get a kicking tonight
Smell of puke and piss, smell of puke and piss on your stilettos

Here comes that panic attack
My heart stops, and then it starts
Give me a drink, I'll drink your round, I take you round the pole
It's cold up here (I see the universe) you'll catch the flu
(Waiting by a minibus) or you'll catch the city
Either way, you'll catch the flu or you'll catch the city

Writer(s): Graham Coxon, David Rowntree, Damon Albarn, Steven James
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