Kele Okereke - Streets Been Talking lyrics

From the palace of Versailles To the streets of Peckham Rye You craved the dizziest of heights But were caught out at the lights The streets been talkin’ By now you should have known All that glitters is not gold And there are times we must say no Our fathers warned us so The streets been talkin’ Me and my bae’s Going out tonight I’m too tired For another fight I’ve got no fight left I could write a good-time song Since how happy I’ve become Now I use my knife and fork And never forget to wash up The streets been talkin’ But it would not be the truth Just like your TTBM tattoo Don’t you know how dumb you look? Leave those days behind you The streets been talkin’ And me and my bae’s Going out tonight I’m too tired For another fight I’ve got no fight left I’m tryna kick a habit I’m tryna kick a habit I’m tryna kick a habit I’m tryna kick a habit Oh [?], can’t you see What these years have done to me? It’s bad This time, words will not explain Johnny Saint James caught the last plane And I’m tired I’m too tired for a fight From the palace of Versailles To the streets of Peckham Rye You crave the dizziest of heights But we’re still caught out at the lights The streets been talkin’ Whiff again and let’s pretend Hiding bottles in the bin Life can seem a kind of blue When you’re living in the red The streets been talkin’ And me and my bae’s Going out tonight I’m too tired For another fight I’ve got no fight left I’m tryna kick a habit I’m tryna kick a habit I’m tryna kick a habit I’m tryna kick a habit Oh [?], can’t you see What these years have done to me? It’s bad This time, words will not explain Johnny Saint James caught the last plane And I’m tired I’m too tired for a fight