Bad Place For A Good Time Lyrics - Singles - Kate Tempest

Cold white sky like milk this morning 

Sirens flash like Christmas lights 

Behind every window someone's alive 

My eyes are too sore though the days are too bright 

The wall is too tall to sit on without swaying 

The day is too new to be over for ages 

All over this city people are hungry 

For things that they don't know the names of 

It's all just bricks and lights and bodies 

Muscles twitching, head snap back the glitches 

All these pretty pictures, there must be more to life then pixels 

Life has her hands on her pistol 

She swears she'll not be ours again 

Life will keep her lonely vigil 

Slow to start but fast to end we 

Sit and itch our cuts and scratches 

Crying in our mother's kitchens 

Is this love or death or marriage 

Is this life or is life different 

Do something please 

Scream that you hear me 

Let this be more than the feeling I harbour 

Let this be ours 

Let there be more here then wages and page three and waiting for lager 

And waiting for trains home 

Waiting for trains in 

Waiting for life to begin 

And then waiting for life to be over 

And babies and not saying nothing 

Let alone "save me" to strangers 

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Bad place for a good time 

Good place for a bad time 

Bad place for a good time 

Good place for a bad time 

I can't take the stench any more 

Nothing is real 

Nothing is trying to even pretend that it is 

The adverts are too loud 

The whole fucking place is shrouded in mist 

A mist we can't we can't see 

But it sticks in our throats 

When we're out for a couple 

We don't want no trouble 

But trouble wants us 

And we fall in the rubble 

And we give it our blood 

And we go out for a cuddle 

And this is enough for you 

This is enough 

But this is not enough 

not at all 

And this is enough 

This is enough 

This is not enough 

not at all 

But here is a tree growing steadily steadily 

Not being nothing but all that it is 

Not even grounded 

Holding its own in the concrete the rumbling of cars and the dog piss 

It doesn't want anything 

It is what it is 

And I feed it 

I'm dwarfed by its wisdom 

I'm lit by its colours 

I feel every fibre 

And this is survival 

Be what you are in the mess and the violence 

Don't collect rivals 

Seek out asylums 

Find something sacred in all of this silence 

I breath out more comfortable 

Hold my waist in 

Legs thick as roots they carry me deeper down 

Even when nothing is true and love hates you 

There's always some small bit of peace to be found 

Even when nothing is true and love hates you 

Even when nothing is true and love hates you 

Even when nothing is true and love hates you 

There's always some small bit of peace to be found 

Bad place for a good time 

Good place for a bad time 

Bad place for a good time 

Good place for a bad time 

Bad place for a good time 

Good place for a bad time 

Bad place for a good time 

Good place for a bad time