Hey Louis…
Wonderful world, terrible song
Everything’s gone horribly wrong
Cars are too fast, ‘cos the drivers are slow
Joy-ride boy died and I think to myself
From Magdalene to Sellafield
There’s scant regard for how we feel
Sheep are green, dead roses too
I know it sounds bleak but hey, don’t despair
Cos even men with steel hearts love to see a dog on the pitch
Even men with steel hearts love to see a dog on the pitch
It generates a warmth around the ground that augurs well for mankind
And that’s what life’s about
The raft of dreams we sailed in the bay
Has foundered on the reefs of today
Ill wind blows through my cape of no hope
Dock Road can-lad on the end of a rope
Yet by the stream in summer time
The charming lark, the country chime
Smite this faithless pantomime
Welcome to the daylight at the back of my mind
Even men with steel hearts love to see a dog on the pitch
Even men with steel hearts love to see a dog on the pitch
It generates a warmth around the ground that augurs well for mankind
And that’s what life’s about
Trouble is these days you never see a dog on the pitch.