Wigan Soul Poem Lyrics - Fall

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