Ian Prowse
McKenzie’s soul lies above the ground in that
Pyramid near Maryland
Easyjet is hanging in the air
Takin’ everyone to everywhere
See the slave ships sailing into port
The blood of Africa is on every wall
Now there’s a ley line runs down Mathew Street
It’s giving energy to all it meets
Hey does this train stop
Does this train stop on Merseyside?
Alan Williams in the Marlboro’ Arms
Giving his story out to everyone
Famine boats are anchored in the bay
Bringing in the poor and desperate
Hey does this train stop
Does this train stop on Merseyside?
Boston babies bouncing on the ground
The Riggers beamin’ out to every town
Can’t conceive what those children done
Guess there’s a meanness in the soul of man
Yorkshire policemen chat with folded arms
While people try and save their fellow fans
Why don’t you remember?