For a Minute

For a Minute -Joy Crookes
Lyrics by：Joy Crookes
Composed by：Joy Crookes
Chicken shops with 2tops
Were roaming but cant get enough
Eating sunshine everyday
Accustomed to our South East way
Cruising in the rainy streets
Smoking cigarettes like sweets
Creamy legs in London air
Our hands are up but we still care
The blades dont turn
But you see them from miles and miles
And you learn
That over here we hide our grief behind smiles
And we run around and laugh costhats our style
Oh we know
Its not about where were living
Make the most for a minute
Girls can dream still no
Its not about where were living
Make the most for a minute ye
Its not about where were living
Make the most for a minute
Its not about where were living
Make the most for a minute
Tommy Shaq Nathan and Mo
Mum why aint my brother home
Cradled by a dozen flowers
The streets just took another child
Aint it strange that my home
Had closed before it ever opened
Dont you know
That over here we hide our grief behind smiles
And we run around and laugh cause thats our style
Oh we know
Its not about where were living
Make the most for a minute
Girls can dream still no
Its not about where were living
Make the most for a minute
Theres pain outside
Theres pain in the art
No time for the worst in me
Remember finding the email
From the penitentiary thatlocked up Tariq
They dont have control on us
No they dont have control on we
They can steal all of our space
But if we aint there then its cheap
Oh we know
Its not about where were living
Make the most for a minute
Girls can dream still no
Its not about where were living
Make the most for a minute
Its not about where were living
Its not about where were living
Make the most for a minute