Chris Nash wrote:
A bit like London then. Only London's not even a 'nice place'
As Roddy said:
"Down where the streets are paved with sick schemes,The river's running like a snake through a dream,The politicians gaze across its slime,I need another way to waste my time,Get outta London, get outta London."
And when they tried papering over the cracks in Glasgow with it's "Capital Of Culture" year:
"And the wind blows hot and the wind blows coldBut it blows us good so we've been toldMusic's food 'til the art-biz foldsLet them all eat culture."


