Frodsham Fizz & Folly

Lyrics

[INTRO] Down in Frodsham where the pies are king Every pub’s a stage, a nutter's laugh, a karaoke fling [VERSE 1] Mr Fetcher whispers secrets quicker than a plague Morning gossip spreads like fire, by noon the whole town’s stage The Queen’s pours a pint so deep you need a bank loan One round in that glass and your debit card is gone [CHORUS] Ohhh Frodsham nights, full of beer and bad decisions Cheap Taddys in the Bear Pit, solving world’s conditions Every local’s a philosopher after seven pints or more Argue about aliens facedown on the floor [VERSE 2] Number 13 gets dodgy after ten, the lights dim low A lass in the toilets keeps on asking, “Do you know?” The Bear Pit’s full of wisdom from the town’s elite and mad One minute politics, next crying over lads [CHORUS] Ohhh Frodsham nights, full of beer and bad decisions Cheap Taddys in the Bear Pit, solving world’s conditions Every local’s a philosopher after seven pints or more Argue about aliens facedown on the floor [BRIDGE] The Chum’s where you end up when every bar’s barred your face Still pulling, still hoping, smelling stale vape in the space The Belmont keeps it classy—well, as classy as it gets Derek teaches domino scams, dodgy little bets [CHORUS] Ohhh Frodsham nights, full of beer and bad decisions Cheap Taddys in the Bear Pit, solving world’s conditions Every local’s a philosopher after seven pints or more Argue about aliens facedown on the floor [OUTRO] Down in Frodsham where the pies are king The night goes on, the tales keep growing The pubs stay open till the dawn is breaking In this town, the stories are forever aching.