In that song the last words all rhyme.
Tell all the boys you know,
We had a guy named Baba-yar-ooooooooh,
He was ever so slow,
With Carr and Ramage in tow,
But he played after the death of his bro!
I'd be more p*ssed off at having to drive down to Stoke.
living here until late May. It is as bad as perceived. Trust me.
I don't have to trust you, I know the place too well.
just found out I don't need to be in until 2 on the Monday. Means I can drive back Monday morning. Result! Was always gonna be going, this excitement is purely in the name of alcohol.