"Reynold's Park" as written by and Matthew Edward/haggis Murphy....
Do you remember those days in Reynold's Park?
I stood on a wasp's nest, as our day grew to dark
Eleven stings but well worth it
This is how our youth made it's first bold start

There was a village fete, where legend has John met Paul
It was also where we smoked weed and played two touch football
You had a goldfish and you killed it on the spot
This is how our bad habits made their first real start

Now that place is just a dream that I once had
Getting chased by the police was never that bad
This is where our habits and youth got a real kick start
How they owe you, how I owe you Reynold's Park

Do you remember all the scrapping in the dark?
You threw me in a thorn bush as our arguing grew too fast
By the devil's cave, where people hid smut and page three of the Daily Star
I don't know how but it shaped us, shaped us into what we are

Now that place is just a dream that I once had
Getting chased by the police was never that bad
This is where our habits and youth got a real kick start
How they owe you, how I owe you Reynold's Park

How they owe you, how I owe you Reynold's Park
How they owe you, how I owe you Reynold's Park
How they owe you, how I owe you Reynold's Park
How they owe you, how I owe you Reynold's Park

How they owe you, how I owe you Reynold's Park
How they owe you, how I owe you Reynold's Park
How they owe you, how I owe you Reynold's Park
How I owe you Reynold's Park


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