96 Parkway

the ambience

on the Parkway 

electrified me, 

back in the day

we were all part 

of the parade,

the music makers, 

the risk takers,

merging scenes

humanism,

a world without screens

“you’re oozing cool dude,

those track lines 

on your ankles and arms

are looking fine and dandy”

what ya shooting?

some cheap heroin with popping candy?

it’s all so punk rock up by Camden Lock

check out the cool cat with the Mohawk,

self-taught mutilation hangs from

his ears and nose,

tattoos sag on aging skin

“who ya kidding” 

you know the scene’s dead right?

it faded years ago, 

if you weren’t there

you’d never know,

the old crowd grew up

and moved on,

the music and those 

it attracted are long gone, 

venues are boarded up,

the old dives gentrified,

here’s a word to the wise

run for your lives!!

Camden Town shot its sacred cow 

now it’s just junkies 

passed out by the canal

whilst young gen Z hipsters 

try to recreate "the good ole days"

and the character it displayed

sadly, it ain’t ever coming back 

96 Parkway,

the sounds of the times, 

the times they reflect 

generation X

at its best