Kristian Wyatt - Ultra




Ultra Fran’s at his press with spliff of inspiration He’s only doing 38, it’s no free for all Fran’s got a problem, everyone wants one We know what those stars mean The swagger in my step cause’a your inspire Conquerors and Socialistas Punk energy, is fuelling the fire We all know what that means Clobber right from the soul of your inspire Dawn or dusk or Solidarność The birds on the wire, one sitting higher We all know what that means Argentina's Barra Bravas Brazil’s Torcidas, organizadas El que no salta, es un Inglés We all know what that means Fran’s at his press with spliff of inspiration Fran’s at his press with spliff of inspiration Fran’s at his press with spliff of inspiration How many stars could there be? Fran’s at his press with spliff of inspiration Fran’s at his press with spliff of inspiration Fran’s at his press with spliff of inspiration How many stars could there be? Written by: Kristian Wyatt Copyright: 2020 Kristian Wyatt