Crown & Cracks

I saw the barber shop sign still peeling in the rain Same old faces, same old bills same old ache in the chain Mum said, "Keep your head up, son" while the rent man paced the hall I learned to count a tenner twice when the week was getting small They sell us dreams in glossy frames then watch us split the plate One man eats at golden tables one man waits at the gate But I still walk like I belong even when the fit ain't clean 'Cause pride's a coat I wear in winter keeps me sharp in the mean Tell me who gets rich when the block stays cold Tell me who gets lifted while the rest get sold Crown and cracks Crown and cracks We carry both We carry that Crown and cracks Crown and cracks Still stand tall Still stand that My mate got work in a tower block said the views look sweet But he still clocks every postcard bill and skips some lunch to eat Another one went chasing "more" and came back with borrowed shine New shoes, new chain, same empty stare still broke by closing time I seen suits talk clean in rooms where the floors don't creak And every word sound like a door that never lets you speak So I keep mine on the level keep my circle real and small 'Cause wealth can make a man look taller while it shortens who he calls Tell me who gets rich when the block stays cold Tell me who gets lifted while the rest get sold Crown and cracks Crown and cracks We carry both We carry that Crown and cracks Crown and cracks Still stand tall Still stand that If they want the soul, I keep it If they want the mask, I break it I seen the top from the pavement and the pavement still won't fake it Crown and cracks Crown and cracks We carry both We carry that Crown and cracks Crown and cracks Still stand tall Still stand that