Who am I to disagree?

By longshanks

Bridges across the Tyne

Five Bridges cross the Tyne and the city sits close by
Some go North and some go South but each one seems to cry
It's no good complaining about dirty air 'cause there's
nothing much else to breathe
It's no good jobbin' from nine to five if you haven't
got the guts to live
You do not want to live
And so you make yourself believe
That you've got something up your sleeve

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