Down in Mustard Tree lane.
People remember the old coal fires,
Or they conduct with Beethoven.
Or pray to their lord on Sunday morning.
It’s a place where people have freedom,
where they walk their dog or water their plants.
It’s a place where People listen to Liam & Noel Gallagher
play Snooker & Pool.
Or see the wildlife running free.

Down in Mustard Tree lane
People eat bison,
or remember their budgie.
It’s a place where people play golf or the piano
& where you can buy a twelve pound fifty bus ticket.
It’s a place where babies are born
and where families get together.
Or where you can remember your neighbours.
it’s a place where people remember the boogie man..
It’s a place where people eat bread & dripping

So why don’t you come with me down to Mustard Tree Lane
there is so much to do and so much to see.
& so much going on.
There are so many incredible people to meet..
Mustard Tree Lane is a place I like to be.

Mustard tree lane is my Home and Home....
Home is where the heart is.
Or what ever I want it to be.
Mustard tree Lane is just off
Marmalade Avenue & Candy-floss Drive.