| I’m Jon The Postman’s nephew
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| And Steven Hanley’s niece
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| And I’m a secret special agent
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| With the Levenshulme Police
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| Shaun Ryder is my cousin
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| Rowetta rubs my feet
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| And my dad built Abergaldie’s
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| The cat food was mine to eat
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| So stick my legs in Joe Bloggs flares
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| And tell me lies about Manchester
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| Oh tell me lies about Manchester
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| I once saw the Sex Pistols
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| At the Lesser Free Trade Hall
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| I don’t think much to the Gallagher songs
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| I could have wrote them all
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| I’ve had a pint with every person
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| Who’s ever played in The Fall
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| And I’ve had numerous trials for City
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| ‘Cos I am mega on the ball
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| So fill my ears with a Haçienda classic
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| Stick my legs in Joe Bloggs Flares
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| And tell me lies about Manchester
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| Oh tell me lies about Manchester
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| John Henshaw is my role model
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| I’ve looked for Eric twice
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| And I give money to the homeless
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| Which I get back through bags of spice
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| I wrote the Manifesto
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| In Chetham’s with Karl Marx
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| And my bulldog has had a shih tzu, yeah
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| In every single park
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| So coat my eyes in Voodoo Rays
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| Fill my ears with a Haçienda classic
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| Stick my legs in Joe Bloggs flares
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| And tell me lies about Manchester
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| Oh tell me lies about Manchester
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| So I stop and click my fingers
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| When things are going well
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| I’ve been backstage at the Apollo
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| The tales that I could tell
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| I get the best designer clobber dead cheap at Cheetham Hill
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| The Piccadilly Rats are the ones who created the ecstasy pill
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| So fill my nose with Albanian whiff
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| Coat my eyes in Voodoo Rays
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| Fill my ears with a Hacienda classic
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| Stick my legs in Joe Bloggs flares and tell me lies about Manchester |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Tell Me Lies About Manchester, artist - Cabbage. Album song Young, Dumb and Full Of..., in the genre Альтернатива