Collapsing Cities (feat. Shy FX)

There was a one bedroom flat at the top of the road

With fresh running water and a built-in commode

And there were kids on their porches with fags lit like torches

I though this will do for me

So we crammed in the back dancing ten to the foot

As the smoke filled the air we were misunderstood

And the beats kept dropping the foundations like bombs

Oh we knew that it couldn't be long

And though the building collapsed with the night

Everybody got out alive

And though the building collapsed with the night

Everybody's doing fine

And though the building collapsed with the night

Everybody got out alive

And though the building collapsed with the night

Everybody's doing fine

There was a five bedroom house by the foot of the field

With a well-mannered dweller quite substantial in build

And there were barb wire fences and piles of expenses

And Lawns mown impressively

As they sat in the back and they started to eat

Raise a glass to the host and his prosperity

Though the corks kept popping and they struck up the band

The foundations seemed sunk in the sand

And though the building collapsed with the night

Everybody got out alive

And though the building collapsed with the night

Everybody's doing fine

And though the building collapsed with the night

Everybody got out alive

And though the building collapsed with the night

Everybody's doing fine

And though the building collapsed with the night

Everybody got out alive

And though the building collapsed with the night

Everybody's doing fine

And though the building collapsed with the night

Everybody got out alive

And though the building collapsed with the night

Everybody's doing fine