Police Tapes

[Intro]
They say hello
H-hello
H-hello

[Verse 1]
What even Cromwell spared was desecrated
I know you're hardened, hardened by the angel
Southall arches, ah, the can of fever
Breaks your heart into a million pieces
Well, have you ever been inside the hole-hole?
The green, green grass it trembles, I'm naked
Feeling ever harmful of the user
The crimson sun got the son, he's shaking
So got, got me taking, sha–, sha–, yeah, shaking
Got, got me taking
Meanwhile, two recline to the floor
His and hers, the snakes in the pray with the carpet
Heads on the moon, wanna shake
While the hole stones out of my pocket
I hear the roar, roar current emit, drag me under
I grab, grab corners of the target
Sweet, sweet Savannah and her hands of thunder
Too much to time and now I'll be hated
Hated on myself for the shit they've got me taking

[Chorus]
I never felt so
I never felt so low
I never felt so
I never felt so low
I never felt so
I never felt so low
I never felt so, never felt so, never felt so low

[Spoken Interlude]
I walk inside and everybody stops
People taking orders stop
The females with the damn menus stop
They done stop and stare at my ass
Like I was a National Geographic motherfucker

[Verse 2]
While the politicians patronise, disguise the right to televise
The truth be it, the news it proves that every channel's satirised
In colour, speak in black and white
Tell me that there's good and evil
All I really see's complicity, the dumb fucks call it legal
All I really see is a sleepy Holloway
How my day's ruined by every other thing
All I really see, all I really feel is the rain
All I ever feel, all I feel is the rain

[Chorus]
I never felt so
I never felt so low
I never felt so
I never felt so low
I never felt so
I never felt so low
I never felt so, never felt so, never felt so low

[Bridge]
Between the mouthfuls, old sleep walker
Painted in black tar, bless him with holy water
Between the mouthfuls, the old night stalker
Painted in black tar, bless the old dish water
Between the mouthfuls, the old night stalker
Painted in black tar, bless the old dish water
Between the mouthfuls, the old night stalker
Painted in black tar, bless the old dish water

[Chorus]
I never felt so
I never felt so low
I never felt so
I never felt so low
I never felt so
I never felt so low
I never felt so, never felt so, never felt so low