Letra de Wigan Soul Poem

North soul boy flunked music college Northwest boy instrument was compulsory Wigan soul boy is up on rare disk knowledge Married soul man is a reformed character Shadow of the man It must have been the grammes Known as a mouse now And always asks the time Still a soul boy and hates the Midnight Runners To this boy Wigan Oration is kid's stuff He's not a rough boy, but buanned from every pub Was a piss-up freak till he lost his nerve You can't give all to soul and never get it back Catch the bus boy And run to your wife