Ren – Vincent’s Tale – Self Portrait Lyrics – Ren
[Intro – Waiting Down by the Mississippi Shore performed by Campbell and Burr plays in the background]
Lady love, the shades of night are falling (Falling)
Down by the Mississippi shore
And for you my lonely heart is calling (Calling)
Each Night I love you more and more
Day and night I seem to dream about you
I sing to you
I’ll cling to you
Bless your heart, I just can’t live without you
So come out and meet me, honey do!
[Verse 1 – Vincent]
Come on, let’s have it you miserable prick
I will do what I want, I will drink ’til I’m sick to my stomach
I’m sick of the same boring songs
I am sick of these pavements I find myself on
Great Britain, I hate you, I will say that with pride
It’s my right to be violent when you fed me lies
[Verse 2 – Vincent]
I’m a rotter, a menace when I want to be
And I’ve worked for that right because nothing comes free
I have slaved all my life in a dull 9-to-5
I just rinse-and-repeat while I’m barely aliv
reat Britain, I loathe you with murderous glee
I will do to this country what you’ve done to me
[Verse 3 – Vincent]
Destroyyyyy
I want to tear apart these buildings from these cinderblocks they stand
Leave this town in dust and rubble, make some trouble with my hands
I won’t lie, I’m fu*king wasted, but I wasted all my youth
And I stay so damn complacent getting wasted is my truth
So my style of self-expression is a fist into the gut
It’s throwing up upon these pavements
“Shut your fu*king mouth, you $lut”
Banished angel, I am Lucifer, my reign like Genghis Khan
Soon you will all know my name, I am the storm after the calm
I’m the victim of the victimless, the pill that makes you sick
I am chaos incarnate
“Let’s fu*king have it then, you prick!!”
[Verse 4 – Narrator]
Now the rules of the street fight are simple
It’s pretty much anything goes
Keep in the street, pretty firm on your feet
It pays to be sweet on your toes
And fools they have fallen for clumsy mistakes
Late to react, cop the fist to the face
Now the rules at the street fight are simple
[Vincent]
Break that little prick’s nose
[Verse 5 – Vincent]
Throw a punch he swallow it, follow it
Grab the collar, quick hollow-tip like karate kick
Martial art master, spark a b!tch
Park a fist on the landing strip
Carnage, it finds the cartilage
Karma served like a carbonated cola on a crucifix
Kill, Vincent wanna kill, who blood gets spilled
Move, double-tap, rude boy, kill or be killed
Do it for the fun, blud, do it for the thrill
Blue lights, boy run, blue lights, boy chill
[Verse 6 – Narrator]
So it goes in the absence of the light, the devils sow a seed in idle minds
Vincent was shaken, run from the law, hide from the bacon, crouch on the floor, the call to war made him hate the world
The world spits on him, rapes him, hits him, kicks him when he’s down and that shapes him
He hears the sound of a copper, hot up on his tail proper
Vincent off his rocker bothered by the lie that Britain sold him, what a shocker
Where greedy eat the poor, a holy war, the chosen prosper but some are never chosen they stay frozen in the locker
Destined to survive in 9-to-5 and watch the clock, but don’t think about reality my little happy shopper
A brand new show on Netflix to distract you from the horror
And swallow all your morals for a retweet or a follow
And shadow ban the problem, man a soul sold for a dollar
And keep the fight amongst yourself, don’t think about the squalor, the systems that impose it, or the rules that we all honour
And fu*k it, Vincent cooked to boiling point, he’s cannon fodder
So what’s the use in running, he’s already in the locker
He’s careless with his actions now, a clumsy motherfu*ker
He turned to face his fate, ’cause fate’s a b!tch and none will stop her
[Verse 7 – Narrator]
Richard was an officer who stood at 6 foot 3
Was his first day back at work after a time of absent leave
Working London on the night shift, what he didn’t think he’d see
Was a boy with a guitar, bruised and battered on his knees
But Richard lived in caution now, tormented by his past
Not so quick to find a trigger, not so fast
But Richard was a righteous man who lived inside the law
So he leapt upon poor Vincent and he cuffed him to the floor
