Ninjashop: smarturl.it/bad... iTunes: smarturl.it/bad... Taken from the Kae Tempest single 'Bad Place For A Good Time' released 20 Jan 2015 on Big Dada.
Wise beyond her years she perfectly tells us we are all trapped in the fucking shitstem, leave these dead cities and get back 2 the land , shit i wish we had better weather in the uk and didnt need bricks and mortar and all the shit that goes with them , bless u if u read this
X Play the Kate Tempest Qui 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
"behind every window someone's alive my eyes are too sore though the day is too bright" kate tempest makes me believe in the word "sapio-sexual",thanks for everything you write or sing or just say!
Rap only works with an American accent..? Wtf.! Please..? Might just be my personal taste but I love female rap English or American or kangaroo..! We have some of the best female rapper's going and thay should be embraced. I love ur stuff Kate think u should do something with Jamie T 👍💕
Love this. Love this new direction for rap/hiphop. So many interesting people such as Kate, El-p and Aeosop pushing rap out of the dull gangster BS and into great new directions.
Leigham arms , where is/was this pub ?, my old mans name is Leigham , and he was born on leigham court road, Brixton. Just wondering. Oh and the tunes? Damn love all she does, gives me faith in ppl, young ppl and that we’re not all consumed by bubblegum pop and distracting consumption while knowing it’s all wrong but still getting up every morning and playing the game. Damn I think I’m stoned, and therefore distracted. OWE.
krista kaufmane 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 world is too tall to sit on without swaying The day is too knew to be over for ages All over this city people are hungry For things they don't know the names off 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 with Sitting itch are cuts and scratches Crying in our mothers kitchens Is this love or dead or marriage Is this life or is life different Do something please Scream that you hear me Let this be more then the feeding I harbour Let this be ours Let there be more here then wages and page three and 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 safe me from stranges 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 That advert is too loud The whole fucking place is shrouded in myst Unless we can't see But it sticks in our throats When we're out for a couple But trouble wants us And we fall in a 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 it's 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 it's 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 a silence Find something sacred in all of this silage I breath out and walk Off the wall holds my waist still Legs thick as roots they carry me deeper down 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
what a song my life at the moment
Wise beyond her years she perfectly tells us we are all trapped in the fucking shitstem, leave these dead cities and get back 2 the land , shit i wish we had better weather in the uk and didnt need bricks and mortar and all the shit that goes with them , bless u if u read this
See Safari sooo what is the system ?
Modern day sage. Love her. Moved to tears when I saw Kate live. HOLD YOUR OWN...
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Play the Kate Tempest Qui
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
I massively dig this. As a poet I feel every word, as a muscian the chorus zones me out.
Kiki at
such a cool sound super raw and raspy..love it!!
Nailed it, what a song. This sounds like my London.
Ellie Ratcliffe bad vibe
"behind every window someone's alive
my eyes are too sore though
the day is too bright"
kate tempest makes me believe in the word "sapio-sexual",thanks for everything you write or sing or just say!
so inspiring... hearing your words, your voice
this is fire. I needed to find your music. very inspirational.
same here
i love this mood. awesome elegant
Rap only works with an American accent..? Wtf.! Please..? Might just be my personal taste but I love female rap English or American or kangaroo..! We have some of the best female rapper's going and thay should be embraced. I love ur stuff Kate think u should do something with Jamie T 👍💕
We've love hearing this song on radio.
Love this. Love this new direction for rap/hiphop. So many interesting people such as Kate, El-p and Aeosop pushing rap out of the dull gangster BS and into great new directions.
Love Kate. Rap works much better when is poetry, and without american accent...
check out High Focus channel here.
+Paul Price big up high focus
Georgi Spice hotbed of talent.
"saying save me to strangers"
wow
Love it, simply beautiful.
use to drink in that pub, had some good times there (sic)
force
will be watching at glastonbury and cant wait ,
used to go to that pub
Geniale.
genius. beyond words.
Righteousness
So awesome
Leigham arms , where is/was this pub ?, my old mans name is Leigham , and he was born on leigham court road, Brixton. Just wondering. Oh and the tunes? Damn love all she does, gives me faith in ppl, young ppl and that we’re not all consumed by bubblegum pop and distracting consumption while knowing it’s all wrong but still getting up every morning and playing the game.
Damn I think I’m stoned, and therefore distracted. OWE.
Smooth!
god i forgot how much i love this song
This is indeed beautiful work.
Μάπα κομμάτι. Που να το άκουγα φουλ στο τρόλεϊ.
WILEY. Where is Ice Kid???
Mon the shows
I cant find any lyrics of this song..
do u know where i can find it???
krista kaufmane 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 world is too tall to sit on without swaying
The day is too knew to be over for ages
All over this city people are hungry
For things they don't know the names off
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 with
Sitting itch are cuts and scratches
Crying in our mothers kitchens
Is this love or dead or marriage
Is this life or is life different
Do something please
Scream that you hear me
Let this be more then the feeding I harbour
Let this be ours
Let there be more here then wages and page three and 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 safe me from stranges
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
That advert is too loud
The whole fucking place is shrouded in myst
Unless we can't see
But it sticks in our throats
When we're out for a couple
But trouble wants us
And we fall in a 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 it's 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 it's 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 a silence
Find something sacred in all of this silage
I breath out and walk
Off the wall holds my waist still
Legs thick as roots they carry me deeper down
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
Thank you so much Megachotz!
Bad place for a good time.