Faifley Lyrics - Deacon Blue

Faifley had a black cloud around it 

There was nobody there and someone had stole the chimneys 

Fifteen dogs ran up the street 

Looking for the Hepatitis Hospital 

And a cat with a bread poultice was singing shangalang backwards 

The Sunday Mail says Woodys in Japan now 

I'd made it through Partic, Whiteinch, Scotstoun and Yoker 

I was here same as everyone 

No more fags, no more Giro, No more Petrol