[Intro] [Ambient garage chords, vinyl crackle, stormy night] [Spoken Intro] [White Male London Cockney Accent, Conversational, Close to mic, atmospheric, echoing like an old broadcast] “Ladies and Gentlemen this is not a test, they preach compliance from their high-rise seats and they want us to roll over and accept the defeats.” [Bridge] [Strip-backed rhythm, sub-bass pulse] [Spoken ad-libs, White Male London Cockney Accent, atmospheric, echoing like an old broadcast] No more whispering to each other in the dark... No more saying what can I do to leave a mark... They will keep on going until we fight back— the walls they have build it's time to watch 'em all crack! [Build-up] [Snare roll accelerating, pitch rising, tension building, White Male London Cockney Accent] Remember..... Remember..... [Beat Drop] [Massive UK Grime bassline kicks in, energetic UK Garage groove] [Verse 1] [Fast rhythmic cadence, UK MC flow, White Male London Cockney Accent] Look at the map, Westminster’s blind, Leaving the core of the country behind. They sit in the leather and draft up decrees, While families are begging just trying to breathe. The gap's getting wide like a canyon of stone, Leaving the youth in the flats on their own. You work forty hours, you're grafting for bread, Just to clear out the debts hanging over your head. They talk about growth, but the numbers are fake, It's just another pound that the system can take. From the cradle to grave, they got taxes on top, A relentless machine that refuses to stop! [HOOK] [Vocal filter sweep, rising tension, White Male London Cockney Accent] Remember, Remember, the 5th of November, the working class will never surrender. Grab your mask and join the last stand— Where taking back power from this broken land! [Verse 2] [Explosive Beat Drop, Fast rhythmic cadence, UK MC flow, Full Energy, White Male London Cockney Accent] Tax on fuel and a tax on the heat, Taxing the shoes that you wear on your feet. They bleed out the pockets of people who sweat, To bail out the bankers and cover the debt. Don't mention the gap from the poor to the top, Is so big you won't hear a penny drop, This is what it is like at the end of a harrowing week, Counting the pennies just trying to speak. The thresholds are frozen, the wages stay flat, Tell me how anyone can survive like that? They pick the bones of the working class, While sitting in a guarded building with their heads up their ass. [Bridge] [Strip-backed rhythm, sub-bass pulse] [Spoken ad-libs, White Male London Cockney Accent, atmospheric, echoing like an old broadcast] No more whispering to each other in the dark... No more saying what can I do to leave a mark... They will keep on going until we fight back— the walls they have build it's time to watch 'em all crack! [Build-up] [Snare roll accelerating, pitch rising, tension building, White Male London Cockney Accent] Remember..... Remember..... [HOOK] [Vocal filter sweep, rising tension, White Male London Cockney Accent] Remember, Remember, the 5th of November, the working class will never surrender. Grab your mask and join the last stand— Where taking back power from this broken land! [Outro] [Beat fades into deep sub-bass and vinyl static, stormy night] [White Male London Cockney Accent, Spoken Outro] Remember.... Remember.... [End]
