This small town Is falling down Shops are closing By the score Nobody buys much stuff Round here any more Charity shops still survive Serving people...
I was clearing my attic on a wet Sunday morning It was dark outside and in I opened an old weather battered leather satchel Beneath a light so dim I...
Trouble Ahead Blues (compilation). Drink. I drank some whisky spat it straight out I’m a teetotalling man full of self doubt Some things get me angry...