Surely our time will come to rid ourselves of these bells that we share an island with.
We'd be like the Monaco of the north.
Pipe down wools and cockneys, I don't care.
Merseyside, Merseyside, Merseyside.
We'd be like the Monaco of the north.
Pipe down wools and cockneys, I don't care.
Merseyside, Merseyside, Merseyside.