58. Frickley — текст песни (Chumbawamba)





Frickley in South Yorkshire, a small mining town
Where once the riot coppers beat the pickets to the ground
Has a football team, and a stand full of fans
Who love their game and who love revenge
If a cop comes near the ground
On a Saturday afternoon
He`ll be heading the bricks
Until he`s over the moon



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