The Wu Tang Clan

She dreams of Staten Island, she never ever dreams of Walthamstow.
Her friends are getting married, getting their haircut like Princess
Diana. She hopes that Terry Soanes won't ask her out tonight for the
4th time. She wants to be alone. With the curtains drawn and the stereo
on, she swings her hips and dances to the Wu-Tang Clan, and the sadness
ebbs away. She shuts her eyes, throws her head up high, it's better
when there's no one around, and she's feeling something real. On the
train home everyone moves away, because she stinks of work, and she
does, and she knows, so it doesn't hurt.


And in her mind she pictures ODB, in his prison cell
alone,It's not wrong to want to be alone, she would tell him so. With
the curtains drawn and the stereo on, she swings her hips and dances to
the Wu-Tang Clan, and the sadness ebbs away. Shuts her eyes, throws her
head up high,It's better when there's no one aroundAnd she's feeling
something real now. And RZA, Ghostface Killah, Inspecta Deck and Golden
Arms, will hold her tight out of harm in the council flat tonight. And
the thought hits her at 105BPM ,that sometimes for a second, she
believes that everything will be alright.