Dan le sac and scroobuis pip....glasvegas.....mystery jets.... that is the music i listen to these days...
i'm starting to dig grime a bit more.
Xfm is on my favourited on my internet bookmarks.
I bought this months Q on the coffee table with noel gallagher on it.
THERE IS FUCKING RIBENA IN MY FRIDGE.
Not to mention that I've been eating Mc Vities biscuits...
and that i had mini weetabix choco chip cereal earlier this morning.
So i went out earlier to the east village with some friends of mine..
and i had a 20 pound note in my bag and some pence.
So my friend goes, "jean, have you been trotting to england these days"
im like uh why do you ask?
And she layed it all out, just like that.
the music i listen to.
the ribena in the fridge
and the pence from my bag as i was fumbling around for $0.50 USD (fifty cents).
i guess it's all starting to look a bit more suspicious, the secret trips to england, and then seeing the vinyl in my house with the price tags from "rough trade"
Oh well.
One day, I'm going to make it happen.
I'm going to move to london and tell no one.
I'd hide that much better though.
Maybe I am not so good at hiding the fact I went to the UK.
I'm good at it and not. If you go to my house and rummage through my stuff maybe...
I don't know...
but i think I am ready to leave new york.
cause when you grow up in manhattan..
& you're sick of LA
where is there to go?
across the pond.
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