Wales, certainly in the more central and Southern parts, it'll be a fine dry day Good deal of sunshine to begin with Clouding over somewhat later on. But for Scotland, Northern Ireland and er Back in south-westerly for. Showers, good.

(We were young and wild) You’re always in my heart You’re always where I am Oh, you made me feel so alive When I look back I just smile We were young and wild I’ll be coming back again (I remember, I remember back in the day)

If you were there you'd know That I care If you were there you'd know I care for you baby You're the one that makes my day a dream come true Yet and still you wander if I think of you You ought to see how the other girls behave when you're not round And

These catties they be calling off my phone I put corn in for my bro They try to send for me Envy and jealousy is everything I wish upon my enemies All that for them, right back at them What my mind keeps telling me Mind keeps telling me I hear

Primo victoria Through the gates of hell As we make our way to heaven Through the Nazi lines On the shores of western Europe 1944 Aiming for heaven though serving in hell Victory is ours their forces will fall D-day upon us On 6th of June

Ring the alarm, another sound is dying, woh-oh, hey Ring the alarm, another sound is suffering, woh-oh, hey Listen this sound it a champion Ram the dance inna any session Tee ta toe we beat them all in a row Four big sound inna one big lawn Ring the

California here I come, Right back where I started from, Where bowers and flowers bloom in the sun, Each morning at dawning birdies sing and everything. A sun kissed miss said "Don't be late." That's why I can hardly wait, So open up those Golden gate

I want a Sunday Kind of Love. A love to last, past Saturday night. And I'd like to know it's more than love at first sight. And I want a, a love that's on the square. Can't seem to find somebody, someone to care. And I'm on a lonely road that leads to

Forged in the Black Country Under blood red skies We all had our dream to realize Driving in that transit Down to Holy Joe's Used to lose our head while metal flowed Nothing held us back or dared to try Something in our blood won't let us die We built

'Cause we go way back Some things don't ever change Yeah, you and me Like Prince and Marvin Gaye Like South side on Sunday James Brown and Michael J Like them high school parties We go way back Don't you ever think