#yaaaaaaaaaaaas!

Justice has been done.

At last, the official ‘most popular Half Man Half Biscuit song’ is one that, whisper who dares, non-fans will like as well. Irk the Purists, indeed!

The elitists will be crying into their CAMRA recommended obscure beers from some micro-brewery in Tyneham, but vast relief for those of us who want the excellence of this band to gain a bigger audience.

Celebration t-shirts and posters to follow, in the meantime, for those wondering what the fuss is all about (and needing a pick-me-up with it being Hump Day), here it is, from the brilliant ‘Cammell Laird Social Club’ album:

She stayed with me until she moved to Notting Hill She said it was the place she needs to be Where the cocaine is fair trade, and frequently displayed Is the Buena Vista Social Club CD

I thought she’d be back in three weeks and we’d go wandering the Peaks Sojourn in my Uncle Joe’s ashram For when you’re in Matlock Bath, you don’t need Sylvia Plath Not while they’ve got Mrs. Gibson’s Jam

Alas! I’m brooding alone by the runnel While she’s in Capri with her swain And the light at the end of the tunnel Is the light of an oncoming train

Well we both grew up in Eyam and strange as it may seem Neither of us thought we’d ever leave But the beak in Leek is weak And she’s moved in so to speak With featureless TV producer Steve

And now it’s all Eva Cassidy and aphids in Picardy And so I can only ascertain That the light at the end of the tunnel Is the light of an oncoming train

No frills, handy for the hills, that’s the way you spell New Mills!

Brooding alone by the runnel While she’s in Capri with her swain And the light at the end of the tunnel Is the light of an oncoming train Is the light of an oncoming train Is the light of an oncoming train ...