Deacon Blue And Ricky Ross - Faifley lyrics

Faifley had a black cloud around it There was nobody there and someone had stole the chimneys Fifteen dogs ran up the street Looking for the hepatitis hospital And a cat with a bread poultice was singing shangalang backwards The sunday mail says woodys in japan now I'd made it through partic, whiteinch, scotstoun and yoker I was here same as everyone No more f*gs, no more giro, no more petrol