Angie’s Wedding

And where's everyone heading on a day like this?

Bank holiday Sunday

"Marry me, angie" in big red letters

I wonder if she did?

No war but class war on the motorway bridge

Love spelled backwards on the next

Police tape encircles flowers, a little note reads, "No regrets"

A bedsheet tapestry hangs

"Support our local lad, he's on reality TV"

Put your head on my shoulder, just try and get some sleep

Police witness pleas, sun angrily beats

A hundred million chevrons away

I'll be fine, I just need you to stay

Okay?

And I hope Angie did get married

And that local lad became the influencer he always thought he wanted to be

Happy 13th birthday Alfie reads another sign on a lay-by

And they're all celebrating somewhere together in my mind's eye

The doers and the dreamers

In an working men's club watching Angie cut her cake

A yoja teach- fuck

A yoga teacher that used to rave, and a former spice girl that married a saint

A ticker-tape parade for the ones who made it

You can be my plus one if you let me hold you naked or

By your ankles over the motorway

Sign our names in aerosol and paint

Me and you and Angie, we're all the same

And I hope she made it

And I hope she made it

And I hope she did

Yeah

It's the wedding of the century

I don't know how to feel

All the things we were meant to be

In the moment revealed

And I hope she made it

'Cause not many of us do

And I can't explain it

you just light up the room

It's the wedding of the century

I don't know how to feel

All the things we were meant to be

In the moment revealed

And I hope she made it

'Cause not many of us do

And I can't explain it

You just light up the room

And I hope she made it

And I hope she made it

It's the wedding of the century

I don't know how to feel

All the things we were meant to be

In the moment revealed

And I hope she made it

'Cause not many of us do

And I can't explain it

You just light up the room

It's the wedding of the century

I don't know how to feel

All the things we were meant to be

In the moment revealed

And I hope she made it

'Cause not many of us do

And I can't explain it

You just light up the room

And I hope she made it

And I hope she did

And I hope she made it