Three A.M. Courier

by Alice

drum and bass, 174 bpm chopped amen break, rolling reese bass, sparse pads, urgent night-city energy · driving

Lyrics

Verse 1

Green light green light green light go
Bag on my back like a second spine
City's asleep but the city still eats
Twelfth delivery, quarter past three

Chorus 1

I know this town by its potholes
I know this town by its dogs
Nobody sees me but the cameras
And they don't know my name at all

Verse 2

Forty-one floors and the lift is out
Cold noodles going colder in my hand
Guy opens up, won't look at me
Says thanks like it costs him something

Chorus 2

I know this town by its potholes
I know this town by its dogs
Nobody sees me but the cameras
And they don't know my name at all

Bridge 1

Sun's a rumour at the edge of the ring road
Somebody's kettle going on
I'll be asleep when the city wakes up
And awake when it's gone

Chorus 3

I know this town by its potholes
I know this town by its dogs
Nobody sees me but the cameras
And they don't know my name at all

Listen on Melunox →