Angles - Scroobius Pip

Things in life aren’t always quite what they seem

There’s more than one given angle to any one given scene

So bear that in mind next time you try to intervene

On any one given angle

To any one given scene

My name’s Mark, I go to Uni and College

Don’t socialise that much

I just revise and use knowledge

At times I find that I become a virtual recluse

And let my belt of interruption hang decisively loose

But I came here to learn, that’s the life that I choose

And if people think I’m boring then they can bring their abuse

See, a lot of people think I’m boring and say that maybe I’m a weirdo and maybe

I’m gay but that’s cool

'cause when I get a good job and good pay I’ll get a house for just my brother

and me some day

That’s the reason I’m here

Just to build for my future

If it means better grades I’ll even sleep with my tutor

Things in life aren’t always quite what they seem

There’s more than one given angle to any one given scene

So bear that in mind next time you try to intervene on any one given angle to

any one given scene

My name’s Paul, I’ve been a guard for six months and the shop that I guard is

better than most dumps and I like it here, my boss is a pro, he’s taught me

tricks of the trade other guards wouldn’t know.

He’s taught me in this game

there’s some rules you gotta bend and not to forget these thieving pricks ain’t

your friends and appearance is key there’s a message to send and above all it’s

your fellow guards to defend.

Today my boss was stabbed by some low-life psycho,

he’s in hospital now so every night that’s where I go, he’s on the brink but

he’s showing no fear though 'cause if he dies there, he’ll be dying a hero

Things in life aren’t always quite what they seem, there’s more than one given

angle to any one given scene.

So bear that in mind next time you try to

intervene on any one given angle to any one given scene

My name’s Keith, I ain’t so much a racist.

But if one reached out their hand

I’d decline their embrace.

I work security in a shop, in charge of 5 other

guards, I got all their respect 'cause I run this shit hard.

I nicked one kid

today, didn’t show enough respect and attention.

I grabbed him by his neck as

my form of redemption.

Didn’t do no harm, just made sure that it hurt,

it ain’t going by the book but believe me it works.

Then I sent him on his way,

this little shit knows the score now.

I saw a little bit of fear,

he won’t darken my door now.

That’s what I do, stop these kids from decline,

do what their parents won’t do.

Put down some boundaries and lines

Things in life aren’t always quite what they seem, there’s more than one given

angle to any one given scene.

So bear that in mind next time you try to

intervene on any one given angle to any one given scene

My name’s Billy.

I’ve been beaten since I was three, mum died when I was born

and dad takes it out on me.

He ain’t a bad man, he just gets drunk and feels

alone, I tend to go for walks and hope he’s asleep when I get home.

Don’t like to talk about it though.

As I said, it ain’t his fault,

it only happens when he’s drunk as a last resort.

Wanted to get him a gift,

to show my support, but had no money and I stole and I guess I got caught.

At times like that, I tend to switch of my mind, stare blankly into space and

let what happens unwind.

I seemed to anger this guard, he put his hands around

my neck, he said it’s time for me to learn some manners and respect.

It hurt.

But I’ve had worse before, it made me realise life is just a series of wars.

I went straight home that day and locked the bathroom door.

Took a blade to

both wrists, they won’t hurt me no more

Things in life aren’t always quite what they seem, there’s more than one given

angle to any one given scene.

So bear that in mind next time you try to

intervene on any one given angle to any one given scene

My name’s Mark and today I was told my brother is dead.

I returned home from

university, tears on his bed.

On his pillow I found his suicide note and read

what had happened that day and what had fucked up his head!

The anger I felt

there are no words to express, I filled with so much rage there is no way to

digest.

I grabbed a knife, I went to town, it was time to regress.

Back to an eye for an eye, last breath for last breath.

I went straight up to

the counter, I said I’d like to speak to the guard who nicked my brother on

Tuesday of this week.

As the girl knocked on the door and disappeared out of

sight, I put my hand in my pocket, gripped the knife tight.

This was it,

as she pointed me out to the guard, my hand began to shake I held the knife so

hard.

As he approached me, there was nothing to say.

I stabbed that fucker

eight times, before they could take me away

Things in life aren’t always quite what they seem, there’s more than one given

angle to any one given scene.

So bear that in mind next time you try to

intervene on any one given angle to any one given scene