People want their Walsall back I wonder what that means? They’re marching to and from the site Of comedy latrines. They’re calling for belated truths And answers from the usurers Jeff patrols the bargain isle Smiling at the queue-servers . There’s dead fish in the six yard box Where once a salmon leapt To put […]

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All the time you lied Whilst chasing our poor backsides Down motorways and through stations In the name of civilization. Chelsea suits fought solicitor gangs But at Saltergate we were the harangued The ordinary bemused factory slates Clubbed, for singing with our mates. Next week we shut up and went to Crewe What else were […]

The striplights on the ceiling of the train. Are driving me insane. My now tubular brain Is peering at the rain On the window My God its only Leeds. If only someone was here to listen I would plead That there’s nothing to even drink or read If only my team wasn’t so out of […]

I didn’t see it in your eyes Although I should have guessed I didn’t sense it in your touch Or the romance you suggest My thoughts were overrun with love In every bar on every night Until I discovered that fateful stub From The Stadium Of Light. I didn’t mean to trash your bag I […]