In the end not much happening so went out
To see a great film, Funny Cow, at Home
On Whitworth Street West, and it was worth it
Only seven quid too. Trip back in time
To before I was born, but in the clime
And environment that I know too well
The mean streets of the North, terraced house grime
And old-style stand-up gigs with few female
Comics welcomed, heckled by fat and ale-
Soaked blokes, had to be tough and quick of mouth
An ambition that led to death for some
A thousand deaths, don't forget to inhale
Suffering precedes success, there's nowt for nowt
People need to see you've been through, become
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