Wigan Soul Poem lyrics

North soul boy flunked music collegeNorthwest boy instrument was compulsoryWigan soul boy is up on rare disk knowledgeMarried soul man is a reformed characterShadow of the manIt must have been the grammesKnown as a mouse nowAnd always asks the timeStill a soul boy and hates the midnight runnersTo this boy wigan oration is kid’s stuffHe’s not a rough boy, but buanned from every pubWas a piss-up freak till he lost his nerveYou can’t give all to soul and never get it backCatch the bus boyAnd run to your wifeAnd run to your wife
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