A wet gloomy day, so pleased that we had
That car yesterday, visiting beaches
Today been watching, listening, playing, mad
For it. It's still living the teenage years
Where's my Mum and Dad? Oh wait, this ain't theirs,
It's not the old house, it's my flat, and not
In my home town either in Staffordshire's
Green countryside, but in Salford's top spot
Near Manchester, where years ago I bought
This place to hang out in, all I could afford
A base to foray out into the bars
And pubs and clubs, stadiums and what not
In this rainy town it's hard to get bored
Unless it's Longsight, Gorton type places
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