Whipping Picadilly

Once upon a time, not too long ago, took a day out in Manchester.
We all fall down - there's not enough hours in our day.
Played a bit of football, fell into the union, barged our way into the
toilet with a kung-fu king - there's not enough hours in our day.

I remember seeing someone, dressed in a suit, looking like a lunatic.
We all fall down - there's not enough hours in our trip.
Well, academy cartwheels breaking your hands, "We got lovely posters for sale."
And we all fall down - there's not enough hours in our day.

We like lovin', yeah - and the beer we share.
We like lovin', yeah - and the beer we share.

Finally made our way back to the train, rolling in at Sheffield tonight.
And it all falls down - there's not enough hours in our life.
So try and lose my way, wait at the station, whippin' Picadilly tonight.
And it all falls down - there's not enough hours in our life.

We like lovin', yeah - and the beer we share.
We like lovin', yeah - and the beer we share..