Lyrics:
Salford Sunday
Skies are weeping
Dawn is creeping
Through the blind
Salford Sunday
And I'm aching
For the night
I left behind
Salford
Psychedelic
Salford precinct
Was that the Salford club
Was that the Salford club
Pass round
Making out
Waits for you the Kings Arms
Waits for
you, that boy,
He stopped up at the station.
He must be on a mission of passion
Couldn't make out whether he was from
Salford or...ah... Manchester.
In shadows of Salford
You will walk again
The shadows of lovers
All will be quiet then
The roads that your mothers
They would follow down
In shadows of Salford
You will walk again
The shadows of lovers
All will be quiet then
The roads that your mothers
They would follow down
life with my guys on Salford streets you see these verses they get written In my sleep you see these girls there all icons to the streets when I’m down
He painted Salford's smokey tops
On cardboard boxes from the shops
And parts of ancoats where I used to play
I'm sure he once walked down our
He painted Salford's smokey tops
On cardboard boxes from the shops
And parts of ancoats where I used to play
I'm sure he once walked down our
family, my brother, my geezer, my akhis)
It's just me and my brothers
'Round here, white boys get tanned
Come Salford, bro get blammed
Me and my
the sun, with a terrace an a swimmin pool
Let's move, cos Salford's just too cold
Need a new scene, sunbathe n grow grey and old
Maz met Dave, at the year 11
to Wythenshawe, it’s rain
Gorton, Salford, Sale, pretty much the same
As I’m caught up without my jacket once again
The raindrops on my face play a sweet refrain
mate
Salford skyline gloom
Always you could fly 'round any corner
But until you do
Love you, mate
that fans (No!)
It doesn’t make sense
You know perhaps
You don’t have fans
Who have that fans (No!)
It doesn’t make sense
Sözüm söz demiştim Salford
A sometime publican too
Mistreated his wife and children
Was always looking out for a screw
He sang on the music halls
The Salford pubs and clubs
Had lots
to Wythenshawe, it?s rain
Gorton, Salford, Sale, pretty much the same
As I?m caught up without my jacket once again
The raindrops on my face play a sweet refrain
and down Salford Quays
When all we wanted was the peaceful life
It's been a long time coming
It's been a while my troubled soul
While we're out here waiting
held open the trap door while I bundled him in.
I thought that’s sweet, that’s commitment, that’s love…
although she is from Salford
She said I’m sure
Said if I had the mettle I’d have settled in Salford
As if any of them have a clue
About what it feels like to grow up in Gosforth
And to score
This is the community that hears
Shane MacGowan singin' that song Dirty Old Town
And dreams of Salford and Tipperary
Simultaneously
This the community
straight on tag
No Hugh in the scene but we still tried jack man
Shit never went as planned
Had gloves and mask before COVID
Salford streets that’s were
what i held the crack in
Frequent walks from salford to the basement
Stressing making hooks inside that basement
Chopping shit i cooked inside that
sent you trinkets
Pieces of flannel from the market in Stretford
Scraps of silk from barmaids of Salford
O gullible lover of mine
Darling of mine would
to be bad
Stand up and fight
Provoke the attack
Walk into Salford
You'll never come back
Scuttlers
Don't turn your back to the
Scuttlers
Aaah-aaah-aaah
and I went quiet and cold
An empty house full of empty words
Spill out like guts and lessons learned
As rainswept Salford disappears
And fades like smoke
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