Behind the old drill hall
There's a dark dirty lane
It's got graffiti all along the walk
Some obscene, some insane
But walk the whole way along
And the wall starts to sing it's song
Mmm mmm, you'll see

Sunlight throws into relief
When it can poke through
Some locally held beliefs
F.T.P F.T.Q.
And you can't let this moment pass
(Moment pass)
Without learning who's a beast and who's a grass
(Who's a grass, who's a grass)
Mmm mmm cos it's all here

Tired old sprayed on pledges of love and hate
Over painted with words
With which I agree
But these squiggles I see
They're all Greek to me

Behind the old drill hall
There's a dark dirty lane
It's got graffiti all along the walk
Some obscene, some insane
But walk the whole way along
(Way along)
And the wall will start to sing it's song
(Sing it's song, sing it's song)
Mmm mmm, you'll see

And you can't let this moment pass
(Moment pass)
Without learning who's a beast and who's a grass
(Who's a grass, who's a grass)
Mmm mmm cos it's all here to see!

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Writer(s): Charles Reid, Craig Reid