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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