We all get the blues
Even babies get the blues!
But not them nor you
Ever get or have got the blues
Like I do in Belle Vue
There used to be a zoo
A cinemas too
And all sorts of places that serve fast food
For a couple of slow burners like me and you
But now when you got to belle Vue
To view a film or get some food
They'll be nothing there except me and you
After a while you'll be crying too
You'll get a dash or a dose of the Belle Vue blues
A place full of ashes and ghosts
But it's not all bad news
If you need some Paint
Or need to be fed
There is a bad kebab shop
And a Glynn Webb
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
i like your poetry hehehe i would love to chill with you in belle vou