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You are so lucky Here in Whitby Within a bay of bounty Pinnacle of ancient land Among all this beauty Here at hand You have something (Every Tuesday regularly) Something We all clammer to see And I will take you now Back into media history To see it come to be “Come along Johnny” “Alright Fanny” “Put out that fag” “Alright you hag” Craggy faces place us Square In front of a timeless bowl Take A little manic acoustic Mix it With Hungarian Brandy: Crazed Ceilidh Upon occasional islands Of pastoral calm Beat In blasts of energy A touch of Turkish A little (!) Irish Taste Lighting up the face, Mind, soul and body Beat
Beat Beat Straight to the heart Via the feet Sweet
Sweet Square In front of a timeless bowl There we see The food of the soul The great Banoffi! |