From Hartlepool to Seaton Crew We played Goats Wead Soup all the way through We mumbled words we thought we knew And then we played black and blue The A1 never seems to end I get petrol money from my friends We squeeze the breaks around the bend Close our eyes and we pretend Let me try Who hung the monkey, who hung the monkey I hung the monkey, you know I'm not proud From Hampstead Heath to shooters Hill The roads link up the trees and fields We prefer to ditch the wheels and wear down our heels Let me try Who hung the monkey, who hung the monkey I hung the monkey, you know I'm not proud