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letra de brutalism - pavlov's house

bricks and mortar
cement and water
(brutalism, brutalism, brutalism, brutalism…)

hoping they’ll stop these rent increases
throw me a block then check this thesis
soviet blocs not tetris pieces
we reside in the cracks and the creases
factory floors, them felled powerlines
high-rise flats, them grenfell tower skies
find their manor and then they’ll cower like
paranoid, schadenfreudе, chemtrail shower-types
wе reside in the prison wall
we reside in the city hall
we saw rioters lob these bricks
we saw fire and concrete-mix
climate apocalypse, floodlit pitch
climbing on top of this london bridge
in dungeons sit or the debtor jail, ne’er-do-well
dimly-lit stairwell with the metal rail
castle medieval, built that cathedral
we built pyramids tetrahedral
textile workshops, thread the needle
almshouse, workhouse, desperate people
rundown traphouse, extralegal
fascist hideout, nesting eagle
at that outhouse next to fecal
they prepare for the next upheaval
brutalism
bricks and mortar
cement and water
(brutalism, brutalism, brutalism, brutalism…)

we be construction
means of production
we seen corruption
eager consumption
straight from the village hut
on to the little town
we built the city up
we’ll burn the city down

(brutalism, brutalism, brutalism, brutalism…)
bricks and mortar
cement and water

we saw your summerhouse, we saw slumlords
up in the upper house, it’s all above-board
much more than just strictest orders
war-torn financial district borders
lived in squares and we lived in corners
we reside in the bricks and mortar
stolen wealth in the business quarters
gold is held that has witnessed torture
colston fell to the bristol water
cold and pale like the pits of paupers
villagers locked in stocks
rivers and locks and docks
industry’s loch ness mons’
… cryptozoology with no apology
columns that venerate slave-trade atrocity
building a gate on their property
british state’s greatest monopoly
rot at the edifice, rotten and derelict
rioters used to pour lead on your terraces
1830s in queens square was the genesis
bristol once more on the edge of the precipice
… stabbed in a carpark that’s brutalist
rushed in a council flat, brutalist
chucked off the top of your office block, brutalist
tag ‘ftp’ on the copshop, that’s brutalist

- pavlovs house

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