[Verse 1 - Chester P]

Some drown in the depths of the nights dark river

Down in the dumps where the taste gets bitter

Skull and crossbones crossed swords all deliver

Police drive by hold down three fingers

Fisher King man in the street fighting demons

Life beyond doubt can't hide behind reason

Cold blood rains and we change with the seasons

Nailed to the cross with both wrists bleeding

Crown made of thorns and a hole in my left side

Life crucified me but I'm still breathing

Mind like Ironside's ends like a minefield

Kill time 'cause time kills

Blind fools course crime pays

It pays policemen and judges

Plus all the criminals who got away

Life skills I'm alive still and thinking

And trying to live before I die from this drinking and smoking

Headlights are blinking I'm choking on fumes of existence

Tombs of the living dead stinking and wretched

Sketches of the pits of Hell

Notebook's capture the essence very picturesque

Two police bangles hanging from a babies wrist

Begging for a cigarette I sneaked in my last spliff

Rain pours heavily on my generation

The old folks stay indoors scared, stiff and shaken

'Cause handbags are snatched and pensions are taken

And junkies are blatant high on the pavement

The sirens and blue lights dragging up vagrants

And this was the place that we had to call our playground

[Chorus - Farma G]

Sat on a tree trunk smiling

Filing my thoughts of a misled island

Quiet drove by the sound of police like riots

Jam at the end of my street

Sat on the block all silent

Finding no where to hide from the violence

Slave to the demons victims of scheming

Tried to live life but couldn't work out the meaning

[Verse 2 - Farma G]

I see chalk dust outlining bodies on the pavement

Soldiers on the same side - danger

Drug wars, shots on the stairs - strangers

Ducking from the strays released from the chamber

Corners held by the gangs they're cotching

Mong'd out don't give a fuck who's watching

Hot wings fly out the yard without thinking

Into a cesspit where I am sinking

Drinking my whisky, watching the chaos

Squawks from a black crow turned to a crack blow

Famous, street side hustlers, chains

Ammo, shot from point blank range

Airgun shot in the dark down Green Lanes

Teenage spreading the fear into his own brain (Arms house)

Dog on the street he's on scene now (Point blank)

Running your mouth with any chat 'bout

Pigs and pandas, jackal, salamanders

Masks of a tyrant the secret alliance

Earth's held hostage God's not a giant

The evil's defiant and won't stay silent

Stamp of the beast all over the streets

There's beef in the manor 'bout who's gonna eat

Thief's feed habits, addicts need cash

Things go missing when they're fiending the crack

And bags get snatched, bikes get jacked

Yards get broke just for crack smoke

Brown head chased the dragon in the play park

Sparked out dead on the swings and the kids laughed

"Ha ha, look at that man he's a zombie."

Hardly, look at this kid he's only thirteen

Hard times age you the death of an angel

Poisoned, drug abuse, cradle to grave

[Chorus]

Sat on a tree trunk smiling

Filing my thoughts of a misled island

Quiet drove by the sound of police like riots

Jam at the end of my street

Sat on the block all silent

Finding no where to hide from the violence

Slave to the demons victims of scheming

Tried to live life but couldn't work out the meaning

Sat on a tree trunk smiling

Filing my thoughts of a misled island

Quiet drove by the sound of police like riots

Jam at the end of my street

Sat on the block all silent

Finding no where to hide from the violence

Slave to the demons victims of scheming

Tried to live life but couldn't work out the meaning