ice-cream chiming
and the goalie chanting
take me to the place
take me to the place

this age is hard to tell
gender apart, their kissings
yuuuuu baaad bastarrrd
ooh yu bad baad

back-to-backs fat with light
lanterning to ground
mams calling 'em home

and the kissing bairns
hold tongues in reserve
the land asbo forgot – for now
and caedmon never will