oh you wander to see i bright spark tis a singing lark on a tree in the park walk around the estate
Look up to skies black dire dirty lock doors and chains knock me down heart i wake lord what is this destitute place piercing body pains for abates
walk as i talk backpack to sack of a trying day to the end thy hill what a weary day
Institute of contemporary arts down the mall by green park Buckingham palace looks bright shinning like big wheel in the nig… white marble stands victoria pride
Mr plump and mr plimp to meet and have tea by the sea they both stink not had a wash
Farewell thy fair day to the last fade of light look up westward site sun downward thee soar wee shall meet no more
Life of art Tate to tarts modern farts Vincent van Gogh it broke his heart
The curse of humanity to bear thy sick art limp rabbit’s in fields i so cry displeasure in thee to live in thy plain
tis the auld pub on kirkconnel main street were miners meet a jug of ale was a rare treat
Liver birds on royal towers clock a rock hope st we meet down knotty ash diddy bash the cavern club Beatles past while my guitar gently weeps
Met bobby vee by the sea matt munro gent you see Lesley Anne down so free cannon and ball we call alright tommy do for me
up town girl Luton town village green fair ground caddington club my subs back cricketers pub grub five oaks trees school shrubs
Fare to dare to fly in the sky not to stare on ryanair for we not see dolly oh golly
North Devon in heaven all summer i thee stayed work my home for a bone wet my suit cold to a tone surf in the bay i am to old
Darks as the clouds rain deep in my brow pitter-patter on the ground wind swept umbrella flying around