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Feb 13, 2016 17:48

Title: Sirens
Song: Sirens by Dizzee Rascal
Fandom: Attack the Block
Vidder: Dogstar
Summary: Better run when you hear them sirens coming.
Notes: Made for
happydork as a Festivids 2015 treat.
Warnings: Some bloody violence and police threat.
Disclaimer: Music and clips copyright of their respective owners. This transformative work is not made for profit.

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Password: moses

Lyrics:
Blud, when you hear them sirens coming
I can hear them sirens coming
Better run when you hear them sirens coming
I can hear them sirens coming

1 to the 2 to the 3 to the 4
Limehouse police knocking at my door
12 black boots on my bedroom floor
What they want with Rascal I'm not sure

Took me to the station eight-thirty
For a fight that I had recently
Say they got me on CCTV
And them pussyole boys told on me

Can't understand why these boys keep snitchin'
Can't understand why these boys keep bitchin'
Now I'm hot tempered feel like switchin'
Can't stand still trigger finger itchin'

Gotta stay calm, gotta keep my cool
If I go jail, I'll be a damn fool
Gotta rise up, gotta stand up tall
Can't let them see the end of Dizzee Rascal

Blud, when you hear them sirens coming
I can hear them sirens coming
Better run when you hear them sirens coming
I can hear them sirens coming

Blud, when you hear them sirens coming
I can hear them sirens coming
Better run when you hear them sirens coming
I can hear them sirens coming

I can hear them sirens coming
I can hear them sirens coming
I break the law, I will never change
I break the law, I will never change
I break the law, I will never change

Step into my zone, get your whole face rearranged
See me on the telly but I ain't no actor
Running through the street, brave face
It's a jack war

Broad daylight, no shame, like a lunatic
Rain, hail, sleet or snow, I ain't new to it
Show me what you got, better give it up quickly
Lay them on their back if they chat back swiftly

Better mind out when they come through the manor, man
Keep them on their toes like Hammer, man
It's no joke, man, woman and child I'm seeking
See no sex, no age, I'm creeping

Anything for the dough, code of the wheelers
Duck for the feds and I roll with the dealers
Par with the hard heads and young offenders
Nah, my life ain't nothing like Eastenders

Step into my zone, get your whole face rearranged
I break the law, I will never change

from the cutting room floor, festivids

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