Reynold's Park Songtext
von The Wombats
Reynold's Park Songtext
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 won 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
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 won 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
Writer(s): Matthew Murphy, Tord Knudsen, Daniel Haggis Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com