Ben Watt - Running With the Front Runners lyrics

Down on Curtain Road I went looking for a little experience Among the Mohawks and the plastic gla**es A basement and condensation The Sunday shakers, the last chance takers Monday looming, everybody weaving Girlfriends and soft-edged boys The all-night stragglers I take a step into a ritual of strangers Lift myself out of myself And join a temporary family In a liminal collusion Running with the front runners Running with the front runners Outside the roads are emptying The wind is in the scaffolding The Vietnamese is closing The big lofts are going up Ten years on the frontier Then the licences stop coming in Police raids on the building The wind is in the scaffolding I take a step into a ritual of strangers Lift myself out of myself And join a temporary family In a liminal collusion Running with the front runners Running with the front runners Drop the tempo to 118 It's how we celebrate These are the last days of disco Until the new days of disco I take a step into a ritual of strangers Lift myself out of myself And join a temporary family In a liminal collusion Running with the front runners Running with the front runners Living on the other side Living on the other side