Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Crossfire Love, artist - Jamie T. Date of issue: 01.09.2016
Song language: English
Crossfire Love |
| This is out to the lost years parted |
| To the doom and the gloom boys (Woo) |
| To the tell, PJD and Kelly |
| To Bingul and all of the cage lot |
| And to all of the friendly faces |
| And to all of the family ties |
| And to all of my enemies hatred |
| I stand here and watch you with dilate eyes |
| She went wrang-ba-ba-boom, a crash-bang wallop |
| And she shut up shop |
| Caught in the crossfire of love |
| Caught in the crossfire love, he went |
| So much happened, no tit-for-tat tapping |
| Got plucked from a stage in a Hounslow gaff, rapping |
| Got stuck on a page in a rage of my book |
| Everywhere I went, they stared, so I looked |
| Went over the hills and far away |
| Ended up alone in all manner of place |
| Ended up alone with only my face |
| Looking in the mirror to recognise Jay’s |
| Got pills in the pocket and time to waste |
| A shitload of problems and a mind of a hate |
| A tic and a Bic and a violent shake |
| To get grits and fits and minor breaks, and |
| I looked up for faith then, fell down to break |
| Spent a lot of time battling |
| Haggling the matter with the devil I make |
| She went wrang-ba-ba-boom, a crash-bang wallop |
| And she shut up shop |
| Caught in the crossfire of love |
| Caught in the crossfire love, he went |
| She clutched my hand in the Brixton Jamm |
| Then slammed another man in a foreign land |
| My heart sunk and I drunk and I understand |
| It’s hard being rich in a poor man’s land |
| Then my ma got sick, and then so did you |
| On the level, I’m a rebel |
| I was battling the devil that’s bedevilling you |
| She couldn’t talk or walk or remember me |
| My frustration, the patient, the A&E |
| The correlation between the diagnostics team |
| Led me to believe it was her heart on her sleeve that |
| Got her caught in a rut and made her drink too much |
| The loss of two children outside the building |
| When her Daddy shot that shotgun shot |
| She went wrang-ba-ba-boom, a crash-bang wallop |
| And she shut up shop |
| Caught in the crossfire of love |
| Caught in the crossfire love |
| He went wrang-ba-ba-boom, a crash-bang wallop |
| And she shut up shop |
| Caught in the crossfire of love |
| Caught in the crossfire love |
| Then out of the blue, seem to come to |
| Sitting with the devil that I definitely knew |
| He had news and clues for my point of view |
| He sold me up the river with the delta blues and I |
| Took a minute and stopped, I watched the sun come up |
| Thought of Matthew and Alex |
| And if they still had it, would they still give it up? |
| Plus I owe it to them both to live a full life of |
| Love and respect for what they gave up |
| Call to connect to Lolly, she picked up |
| All I could say is «I'm sorry», then choked up |
| Living in the old rock-bottom life |
| So downtrodden and rotten and fucked up |
| Can’t stop stopping, I’m not beyond nothing |
| Still living with the devil, but the devil shut up |
| She went wrang-ba-ba-boom, a crash-bang wallop |
| And she shut up shop |
| Caught in the crossfire of love |
| Caught in the crossfire love |
| He went wrang-ba-ba-boom, a crash-bang wallop |
| And she shut up shop |
| Caught in the crossfire of love |
| Caught in the crossfire love |
| Wrang-ba-ba-boom, a crash-bang wallop |
| And she shut up shop |
| Caught in the crossfire of love |
| Caught in the crossfire love |
| He went wrang-ba-ba-boom, a crash-bang wallop |
| And she shut up shop |
| Caught in the crossfire of love |
| Caught in the crossfire love |