Lozells is a loosely defined inner-city area in West Birmingham, England. It is centred on Lozells Road, and is known for its multi-racial population. It is part of the ward of Lozells and East Handsworth and lies between the districts of Handsworth and Aston.
Lozells has a high population density compared to East Handsworth. It is a very ethnically diverse area with a high population of people of Afro-Caribbean, Bangladeshi and Pakistani origin. Housing in Lozells consists mainly of terraced houses, which were constructed during the Industrial Revolution when the area became industrialised and the workers required housing. The housing is a mix of private and council housing, with some newer post-war tower-blocks and estates.
Lozells Road was the scene of rioting from 9–11 September 1985, with shops, houses and vehicles being burnt, and looting also taking place. Racial tension, high unemployment and hostility towards the police were seen as major factors of the rioting.Further riots on the night of the 22 October 2005 left two men dead and a police officer shot and wounded. These riots were started by an unsubstantiated rumour, broadcast on a pirate radio station, of a girl being raped. Four men were later jailed for their part in the riots.
Holding on to pieces, of our summer, going by
On a wall of memories, at the edges of my mind
Whoa, they used to tell a story
But they're just paper to me now
Whoa, they used to say 1000 words
But now they can't be heard
We ran out of time, said goodbye too soon
Pictures being faded, of the summer nights in june
Blurry all the memories, still remember what was true
Pictures they are fading, changing, leaving
A silhouette of you
Foot stamps on the pavements
I'm retracing every corner we turned to see
If we could have kept these moments from burning
To ashes and dust
Whoa, they used to say 1000 words
But now they can't be heard
We ran out of time, said goodbye too soon
Pictures being faded, of the summer nights in june
Blurry all the memories, still remember what was true
Pictures they are fading, changing, leaving
A silhouette of you
A silhouette of you
A silhouette of you
A silhouette of you
We ran out of time, said goodbye too soon
Pictures being faded, of the summer nights in june
Blurry all the memories, still remember what was true
Pictures they are fading, changing, leaving
We ran out of time, said goodbye too soon
Pictures being faded, of the summer nights in june
Blurry all the memories, still remember what was true
Pictures they are fading, changing, leaving