Songtext von We're From Keighley

It's true to say That we're a breed apart The mill-fire's in our eyes The moors are in our hearts From an ancient town With a gravity of its own And the souls so proud Hear her bleak wind moan Think you'll get one over me? Motherfucker, wait and see We'll tell you once And we'll tell you briefly Fuck you - we're from keighley We hail the past And our fathers' industry That holds the greying gables Of every stone we see An anachronistic bruise On the knuckle of history 'Twas no more in '74 Or that's what they believe Think you'll get one over me? Motherfucker, wait and see We'll tell you once And we'll tell you briefly Fuck you - we're from keighley It's true to say That we're a breed apart The mill-fire's in our eyes The moors are in our hearts From an ancient town With a gravity of its own And the souls so proud Hear her bleak wind moan Think you'll get one over me? Motherfucker, wait and see We'll tell you once And we'll tell you briefly Fuck you - we're from keighley