Reynold's Park - The Wombats

Do you remember

Those days in Reynolds 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 its 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

And how they owe you, how I owe ya, Reynolds 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

And how they owe you, how I owe you, Reynolds Park

How they owe you, how I owe you, Reynolds Park

How they owe you, how I owe you, Reynolds Park

How they owe you, how I owe you, Reynolds Park

How they owe you, how I owe you, Reynolds Park

How they owe you, how I owe you, Reynolds Park

How they owe you, how I owe you, Reynolds Park

How they owe you, how I owe you, Reynolds Park

How I owe you, Reynolds Park