BD3
New Model Army Lyrics


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Adolescent dreams and the ghost of Tupac
Still the devil has all the best beats
Hip hop and an image to keep
Brother hardware under the seat
On the wall "Bin Laden was here"
Turn around and it disappears
Soft spring rain and wild skies
Wild hope in all the kids' eyes
And no one's really sure if this is home

We close early when the nights are slow
Hit the shell garage, Thornton road
Take a long drive up on the moors
Park up in a place we know

Sat in the back seats getting stoned
To forget everything at home
Mess about with bleeping phone
Gazing down on the city below
Where no one's really sure if this is home

Check the rear view mirror at the lights
To see who else is about tonight
The mongrel dogs that run the streets
And the families all with secrets to keep

I lie awake and I hear the sounds
The sirens' wail and the car alarms
A call to prayer and a call to arms
The bass subs of the boom-box cars
The first riffs on the cheap guitars
Tinker ponies on the edge of the park
Drunks roll home and the dogs they bark
I know the sounds like the beat of my heart

And it's not where you're from or where you've been
It's not a matter of blood or family tree
Everybody believes what they want to believe
But they come from some kind of refugee
Running from something, turned out of somewhere




All looking for somewhere, exiled from something
And no one's really sure if this is home

Overall Meaning

“BD3” by New Model Army has a haunting quality that explores the complexities of identity and belonging. The opening line refers to “adolescent dreams” and “the ghost of Tupac,” which marks the way the younger generation have gravitated towards different genres of music to form their own identities. Despite the conflicting sense of belonging, “the devil has all the best beats” is a reference to the powerful allure of hip-hop that transcends superficial differences. This allure comes with an image that’s projected through “brother hardware under the seat,” which embodies the need for street credit.


The song references the city of Bradford, particularly an area in Bradford known as BD3. The lyrics describe how the city is being marked by the traces of global politics, particularly the presence of “Bin Laden.” Yet, in contrast to the imagery of war and politics, “soft spring rain and wild skies” and “wild hope in all the kids' eyes” speak of an underlying optimism that despite troubled socio-political circumstances, hope can still be found. The song ends with the repeated line “no one’s really sure if this is home,” which encapsulates the searching melancholy of the lyrics.


Line by Line Meaning

Adolescent dreams and the ghost of Tupac
Memories of youth and the memory of a deceased rapper linger.


Still the devil has all the best beats
Evil always seems to have an appealing quality.


Hip hop and an image to keep
Aesthetics are important to the culture of hip-hop.


Brother hardware under the seat
Weapons are hidden for protection.


On the wall "Bin Laden was here"
A provocative statement is scrawled on a wall.


Turn around and it disappears
The graffiti is temporary and can be easily removed.


Soft spring rain and wild skies
The weather is unpredictable, yet beautiful.


Wild hope in all the kids' eyes
Young people have dreams and aspirations.


And no one's really sure if this is home
Uncertainty exists about what constitutes one's true home.


We close early when the nights are slow
Businesses adjust their hours based on demand.


Hit the shell garage, Thornton road
A specific gas station is visited.


Take a long drive up on the moors
A scenic route is taken.


Park up in a place we know
A familiar spot is chosen to stop the car.


Sat in the back seats getting stoned
Drugs are consumed in the car's rear seats.


To forget everything at home
The drugs are taken to escape personal problems.


Mess about with bleeping phone
Texting, calling, and playing with phones is amusing.


Gazing down on the city below
The view from a high point is impressive.


Check the rear view mirror at the lights
The surroundings are monitored while driving.


To see who else is about tonight
Others on the road are observed.


The mongrel dogs that run the streets
Stray dogs roam without a home.


And the families all with secrets to keep
Everyone has something hidden from others.


I lie awake and I hear the sounds
During nighttime, noises are audible.


The sirens' wail and the car alarms
Emergency vehicles and security features make noise.


A call to prayer and a call to arms
Religious and martial sounds can be heard.


The bass subs of the boom-box cars
Loud music from car speakers is low-pitched.


The first riffs on the cheap guitars
Beginning notes from inexpensive instruments are audible.


Tinker ponies on the edge of the park
Horses and their owners inhabit the park's outskirts.


Drunks roll home and the dogs they bark
Intoxicated people walk back to their residences, and dogs make noise.


I know the sounds like the beat of my heart
The noises are familiar and ingrained.


And it's not where you're from or where you've been
A person's origin and past experiences don't determine their identity.


It's not a matter of blood or family tree
Lineage doesn't solely determine a person's value.


Everybody believes what they want to believe
Individuals hold personal beliefs and convictions.


But they come from some kind of refugee
People have left familiar places and are searching for a new home.


Running from something, turned out of somewhere
Individuals have fled situations and locations for various reasons.


All looking for somewhere, exiled from something
Everyone wants to find a place they belong, but have been removed from somewhere else.


And no one's really sure if this is home
Unsurety exists about what constitutes one's true home.




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Songtrust Ave
Written by: Michael Jackson

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Comments from YouTube:

amangogna68

Great song and amazing group !

Nobbse 2710

Wow, crazy. If you directly compare the original version and this version here, it is as the original one sounds like a demo version. The sound now is brilliant, more harmonic. I like 👍

the lustkillers

loved this one straight off first time around. impeccable.

Editora Denfire

Excellent tune! Looking forward to the new album.

Paul Drage

The "Okay..." at 1:55. So cool.

Richard Harrison

Amazing..... a lot more balls...well done lads....😉😉👌

Jah Army Highwear

Jah Army hailing up the notorious New Model Army. Give thanx for the sound and attitude over 40 years! One love!!!

benjamin ollis

Never disappointed.. took guts to say this though! Xx

Martin Fitzgerald

Well done N.M.A. Jakarta🍻

Aggviral Benbow

Is that an allegro estate they’re driving?
Almost a Japanese Mercedes… classic anthem though with a real rattle to and a Bradfodian vibe!

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