B-sides - That's What I Like Mick (Boys for Pele era)
cheese and onion sandwiches and derby chinaware fiddles and jigs, and wogie my dog and aunty vi having a swear taking my dad for a pint or two on a sunday morning stroll licorice pipes and baggy suits, glen hoddle scoring a goal catching a pike and riding me bike, old wooden wheels and a bowl of eels yes... that's what i like, boy that's what i like
pie and mash in liquor, a-walking about in the rain readin' 'em books, and comical looks, pianos, trams and trains coals 'n cockles and thunderstorms, and plays on the wireless and all grandfather clocks and coke and brandy, fountain pens and beano & dandy that's what i like, i said hey, that's what i like
little pubs out in the country, mother of pearl and barnet fair the sound of a banjo, barbershop singing and having a kip in the chair burnt toast and beer from the wood and old terry thomas's teeth jerry 'n chet, cannon & ball and banjo pickin' bill keith and ol' bank loads and wood burning stoves, shirley maclaine and petticoat lane
that's what i like, i said that's what i like, yes boy yes, that's just, ohh
bubble and squeak and jumble sales, little richard and jerry lee bonfire nights, southend lights and paddling in the sea polished brass and copper, salvation army bands violins and old coach inns, and coloured elastic bands tea in the morning and winter beginning fishing rods, frogs and spurs are winning yes, that's what i like hey, that's what i like
a day at the races, off in the bases, going down hopping in kent a new pair of braces, little kids faces, sleeping out under a tent and waggons and chickens and picking blackberries and swallows and sledges and devon and cherries and haddock and trotters and horses and nippers and cider and celery banjo and kippers yeah, that's what i like, boy that's what i like