Suzi Feay

Ha Ha Ha & Cold Case

I didn’t like their album cover This was long before we met He teetered to his digs after the gig Tiptoe boots and a bottom I’d’ve Traversed Leeds for. Ha Ha Ha A jeer on the back of his jacket In red sticky tape. Is that what Attracted them? He must have been a fan. They stopped their van Promised they’d see him home But swept him over the moors To Burnley. More beers, then it goes vague The clown punks slurring off, one by one Strange possibilities, shunned And in the morning, breakfast brought By Duncan Disorderly’s mum. Never cross the Pennines accidentally. Our dark mills will metamorphose you. Aged 18, kidnapped by the Notsensibles. And they never brought him back.