Queens and Kings

These people we idolise

kiss their ass and eulogise

yeh they’re pretty cool and all that

got nice swimming pools and all that

look better than you and all that

got the talent too and all that

but hark at how we overlook

those who really give a fuck

Break your fall, fill your cup

see a wall and peg you up

That’s a Queen, those are Kings 

all I need when my phone rings

not Kanye, Kim, Beyonce, Rihanna

they've not got a patch on me Nana

choose your Queens and Kings

make them mean something.

My mate Anna cooks on gas

shoved a rocket up my ass

said mate you’re part of a mass

all waiting to finish last

get on with it, do something

said it like she knew something

inside of me like self belief

talent stirring underneath

let it out, what a relief

She takes the impossible

makes you feel unstoppable

pipe dreams, inevitable

things you’ll wait forever for

she delivers to the door

tells the truth that hurts

I’ll bow down to her.

That guy you ring at half past 3

say “I’m fucked up, come and get me”

He jumps up and out of bed

just to make sure you’re not dead

taxi service from the bar

karaoke in the car

he’s one of your Kings

and he can’t even sing.

Katy Lee

in front of me

all the things I couldn’t be

non stop high achiever

if she breathes it I believe her

walks into an empty room

and leaves more popular than you

does the things you ought to

though you never even thought to

reaching things you felt too short to

living dreams you only thought through

backflipping into the deep end

you’re dipping a single toe in. 

Waiting for the right temperature

Mate, she’s on a new adventure

Keep up, keeping your wits keen

she’s a fucking Queen.

Who do you want on your team?

I’ve got brothers

I’ve got friends

Bigging me up, no depends

Those are Queens, those are Kings

All I need when my phone rings

not Kanye, Kim, Beyonce, Rihanna

They’ve not got a patch on me Nana

Choose your Queens and Kings 

Make them mean something.