It's all very well having international songs.
But how is a song about Georgia supposed to connect with me, an Englishman?
I can go for a bit of New York New York.
We know New York from the movies, and from the work of Sinatra and Al Qaeda.
But these days it's all about taking global... local.
Power is being surrendered (at least in easy inexpensive gestures). Everything is moving out.
There are local assemblies.
Local news.
And now local satellite channels.
Why not local lyrics?
Filey. Filey.The whole day through
Just an old sweet song
Keeps Filey on my mind
Now I can connect the dots..... What's wrong with that?
He's leaving
(Leaving)
On that midnight train to Barnsley.
That's more like it, isn't it?
Now I know where I am.
Sweet Home Market Weighton?
Why not?
There she stood in the doorway
I heard the mission bell
And I was thinking to myself
'This could be heaven or this could be Hell
Then she lit up a candle and she showed me the way
There were voices down the corridor
I thought I heard them say
Welcome to the Travelodge Wolverhampton
It's a genuine improvement isn't it?
Do You Know the Way to Stoke-On-Trent ?
Knutsford City Limits?
Each and every one a massive improvement.
You are with me on this, aren't you?
Start spreading the news.
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