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Southport (The Despondent Seagull Mix)
by Dave Small
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Sometimes went to Southport on a Saturday
Usually succeeded in being sick on the way
All fine when I saw Gran and Grandad
Way back when I was just a lad.
Always had mountains of meat and potato pie
Smothered with gravy with the broad beans piled high
Always followed by rice pudding
With a very generous dollop of neapolitan ice cream in the middle
And I spared a thought for Southport
But never went back to Southport
Southport
The last resort, the only resort, with no sea
Sand as far as the eye could see
Used to walk for miles barefoot on the sand
Ice cream up my nose and running down my hand
The sun gleaming off my little fluorescent body
And seagulls calling high over head
Could never understand why the fun fair was always shut
And why it was never crazy golf, only pitch and putt
And there were no rock pools so no crabs
No high tides, no donkey rides, just lots of rather large women
And I spared a thought for Southport
But never went back to Southport
Southport
The last resort, the only resort, with no sea
Where parents take their kids for a holiday
Now, they are both gone
I'm sure we will meet again before too long
I've never tasted better meat and potato pie
I wonder if she is still making it up in the sky
And I spared a thought for Southport
But never went back to Southport
Southport
The last resort, the only resort
And I spared a thought for Southport
Going to go back to Southport
Southport
The last resort, the only resort with no sea
But it always suited me
And went down champion
Sometimes went to Southport on a Saturday
Usually succeeded in being sick on the way
All fine when I saw Gran and Grandad
Way back when I was just a lad.
Always had mountains of meat and potato pie
Smothered with gravy with the broad beans piled high
Always followed by rice pudding
With a very generous dollop of neapolitan ice cream in the middle
And I spared a thought for Southport
But never went back to Southport
Southport
The last resort, the only resort, with no sea
Sand as far as the eye could see
Used to walk for miles barefoot on the sand
Ice cream up my nose and running down my hand
The sun gleaming off my little fluorescent body
And seagulls calling high over head
Could never understand why the fun fair was always shut
And why it was never crazy golf, only pitch and putt
And there were no rock pools so no crabs
No high tides, no donkey rides, just lots of rather large women
And I spared a thought for Southport
But never went back to Southport
Southport
The last resort, the only resort, with no sea
Where parents take their kids for a holiday
Now, they are both gone
I'm sure we will meet again before too long
I've never tasted better meat and potato pie
I wonder if she is still making it up in the sky
And I spared a thought for Southport
But never went back to Southport
Southport
The last resort, the only resort
And I spared a thought for Southport
Going to go back to Southport
Southport
The last resort, the only resort with no sea
But it always suited me
And went down champion
