[Intro] yeah. ran away, bruv. crossed the pond, full stop. why? 'cause you better f***in' listen. [Verse 1] london meltin' – rent? absolute bollocks. pack the wallet – chase a promise – wrecked me, honest! brooklyn landlord, grin – big fat phony. five grand for a room? you lonely, mate? lookin' at a shoebox – no space, just dust. deposit – bust. bank account – no trust. escaped the old ends – get the same deja vu: manhattan prices bitin' harder than a london flu. [Chorus] 'cause i'm an alien — a proper legal alien hackney born, but new york's got me skeletin', innit? cabbie on the corner — won't look at my face safe? nah, mate. this ain't my place. porky pies they told me 'bout the glory and the cash now i'm skint again — same story, different trash, innit? bloody alien. [Verse 2] same peng t'ing from the train – flash gear, fit luv. «let's grab some munch» – starvin', give a shuv. she stares at my garmz – slang confusin' – what? calls me a weirdo, leaves me standin' on the mat. don't you be chatting breeze 'bout the status, gleam – my cash is brown bread! murdered! dream? dead. skint. again. different timezone – same sting. curb, freezing, hear a siren that don't sing. [Chorus] 'cause i'm an alien — a proper legal alien hackney born, but new york's got me skeletin', innit? cabbie on the corner — won't look at my face safe? nah, mate. this ain't my place. porky pies they told me 'bout the glory and the cash now i'm skint again — same story, different trash, innit? bloody alien. [Bridge] hidden tax on the tag – every price is a lie! rats on the tracks under skyscraper sky! from hackney to queens — it's the same damn trap, just a different taxman on a different map! [Verse 3] east end rough, this jungle wild. no money no luck, cryin' like a child — screw that. [Verse 3] burned all my cash – no hope, just pain. packin' my bags – stress? - done. flyin' back to my native mess, boardin' the flight on a B.A. plane! done. [Outro] going back to hackney. at least the misery is familiar. alright, luv? safe.
