Lyrics

When the Crab Fair nights are over and the gypsies roll away And the broken lamp posts of Egremont says to a young boy "Move on and flow into the arms of the life where you should go" But you wanna try one last ride on the speedway Another swings on the boats It's best to go before all that candy floss gives you a bad belly assa And the Kestrel lager takes you over As you fight with the boys from the Moor And the Mirehouse lads beat you sober And your covered in cheap body odour Too insignificant to mention It's irrelevant I wanna hold your hand I wanna swallow you whole Frankie dropped his kids at the front door And showed up with a friendly face But when you're too insignificant to mention They make you bow your head in disgrace I wanna swallow you whole Wake up you've fell in that hole, wake up, wake up I've fell in that hole I've fell in that hole again I've fell in that hole