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In the ditch of gold that is higher folds I found a penny shining for peace On Holden Road running for the gold A double decker bus non-precis Eventually In the ow'ld Boars Head well off one's head Stout-Pickle and je n'ais parlais In the Spinnng J- with a ball and chain Dreaming dreams of a sweet refrain Respectfully In the George & Dragon whilst off the wagon With a chippy and an all zones pass With a 582 and a 26 And a cherry-pop smelling of gas An Avacab and a dead kebab A fortune in bent cigars A live rugby game and Georgie Fame Met some Beat Boys at the bar The Leigh canal and the Brut-Chanel And the overflowing bins The morning come, a glimpse of sun and that thought of a win, win, win St. Mary's church, a taste of re-birth Red rose and a peck on the cheek The average town with an average pound With a rhyme to help you to wreak (havoc) Eventually