Jack our Lad

"Safe Jodie"
Saffffffeeee Jack
Looking back,
Nostalgia attack
Street drinking
Or just linking
We'd have a bubble
Getting into trouble
Scrapping and brapping at gigs,
Between White Lightning swigs.
Later, from spiky haired Sid
To "alright gel?" mod kid,
Banging on about Wellar
Being an A-class fella.
At the end of the day,
When all's said and done,
Just for knowing ya,
We were the lucky ones.

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