I linger and gawp
When the council dig a big hole
And I cheer for a corner
I don't know why, they rarely lead to a goal
The greatest surface underfoot is springy turf
Why does the winner of Mr Universe
Always come from Earth?
I feel I should be more upset
Since you went to live in Delph
I should be writing songs about you
But I'm too wrapped up in myself
At DFS a job I have landed
But I don't get paid for the first five years
TNS in The Blob mob-handed
According to what one hears
Outlandish rumour is my sport
Oyez, oyez
I've just seen Vengloš in Rock Ferry buying energy drinks
He's deffo taking over
God knows I've tried to put you into verse
But unfortunately
When it comes to things such as this
It's all me, me, me
Writer(s): Nigel Blackwell, Neil Howard Crossley
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