·from smokey halls to play well arenas the london.
·you don't stand still you evolve.
·from the echoes are jazz drifted through foe at night.
·to the rebellion of punk rock shaking calendar's bones.
·to the heartbeat of grime rising from the streets.
·this tears always played in something rhythm and he are free.
·from basement clubs for olympic stages.
·from wooden paddles the car.