Tighten Up, Vol. 88

A windmill stands in the city of spades

The Effra River flows under Granville Arcade

Old dogs in Coldharbour have fond memories

Remember the days, this was Viking country

Natives blacks and werewolves, yeah, we got it all

Every kind of exotic fruit on the market stall

Those drums keep on pounding

Since they moved in down the street

Cold wet surroundings

The cops don't like the beat

No no

Cost of bread is rising, the area's run down

They painted up the brickwork, they painted up the town

While my brother dug the ramjam, I got flea-pit matinees

And we'd catch the number 2, go up West for the day

Tighten Up, Volume 2, sound system bon marché

Riots on Jebb Avenue, down Marcus Garvey Way

Those drums keep on pounding

Since they moved in down the street

Cold wet surroundings

The cops don't like the beat

No no

A windmill stands in the city of spades

The Effra River flows under Granville Arcade

There's Christmas lights on Railton Road, it looks like Oxford Street

If Santa's got electric goods, he'd better have receipts

I got no airs and graces, always been this way

After all I come from Brixton what else can I say