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The Sims

from Jumpers For Goalposts by Just Muz

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I wrote this in 2014. It’s a response to my work dealing with communities that I work with. I work as a teacher for kids who aren't in mainstream school. Many of them are disillusioned with education, if not society, if not the entire universe. This forgotten generation is often dismissed as violent, aggressive and belligerent. While many are 'criminals' or in ‘gangs’, they should be seen as human beings, who deserve a chance as much as any of us do. This song is about the breakdown of homes, the lack of a safe family environment that has created this generation of ‘lost’ kids.

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Welcome to the valley, where a shadow of breath, 
Blows winds that are carrying death, 
And the angels have no chariots left, 
Too many children who are stabbed in the chest, 
Too many mothers wearing black and regrets, 
Rappers are back in effect to glorify this human lack of respect
They could catch you in the back of the neck, 
Dramatic hacking in a panic like a manic Macbeth
Life is a gamble like roulette with the black and the red
So play to win, the world's dark depending on the way it spins


Chorus
We used play the sims, to recreate a family, 
Added in the Dad, he wasn't present in reality, 
Save your sympathy I never was a casualty, 
Had a strong mother, and she nurtured my morality, 
Taught me any dream I had deserved my hospitality, 
Without her, probably would've lost my sanity, 

I hope my students have a similar figure, 
So they never know the glimmer of triggers
While their cold blood's flowing in its shimmering rivers, 
Each drop is like a billion mirrors, 
Reflecting how we're living, aint no miracle with us, 
Jesus Christ, 
I worry bout them when I sleep at night, 
On the streets where the girls sell for an easy price, 
You'd be surprised at how cheap is life, 
I turn to beats and mics to try to find some peace of mind
Read between the rhymes I need to cry most times, 
Imagine you inside a building, with suicidal children, 
Who am I to try to heal them?
I came from broken home, 
That kinda shit hits the marrow of your bones, 

Chorus
We used play the sims, to recreate a family, 
Added in the Dad, he wasn't present in reality, 
Save your sympathy I never was a casualty, 
Had a strong mother, and she nurtured my morality, 
Taught me any dream I had deserved my hospitality, 
Without her, probably would've lost my sanity, 

I hope my students have a parent that cares,
Parents evening, rarely any parents are there, 
Barely aware of whereabouts of their son, 
Who'll soon be graduating from a knife to a gun, 
This cities reckless, some kids are never given breakfast,
Or any kind of love and now their living with a death wish, 
Wake Mr Cameron like slaps in the face, 
He might realise the issue of these Hackney estates, 
Shackled to hate, and far too trapped to escape,
The only thing you have is forming gangs with your mates, 
Of course I can't understand the pain, 
But young boys who are man of the house, I did the same

Chorus
We used play the sims, to recreate a family, 
Added in the Dad, he wasn't present in reality, 
Save your sympathy I never was a casualty, 
Had a strong mother, and we worked to get normality
Taught me any dream I had deserved my hospitality, 
Without her, probably would've lost my sanity.

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from Jumpers For Goalposts, released February 28, 2016
Produced by Vanilla
Written by Christian Foley
Contains samples of BBC interview with Darcus Howe

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