The Fall - WIGAN SOUL POEM lyrics

North soul boy flunked music college

Northwest boy instrument was compulsory

Wigan soul boy is up on rare disk knowledge

Married soul man is a reformed character

Shadow of the man

It must have been the grammes

Known as a mouse now

And always asks the time

Still a soul boy and hates the Midnight Runners

To this boy Wigan Oration is kid's stuff

He's not a rough boy, but buanned from every pub

Was a piss-up freak till he lost his nerve

You can't give all to soul and never get it back

Catch the bus boy

And run to your wife

And run to your wife