With your streets of stones
Traffic lights and cones
Everybody’s stuck in a jam
With your shops closed down
It’s a fudge and antiques town
And everybody’s pushing a pram
There’ll never be a day you can leave Medway
Every road we’ve crossed
Where innocence was lost
In battles up and down every street
And I can’t explain
Why leaving memory lane
Is proving an impossible feat
With your suicide tide
Confused and misplaced pride
Medway you’re my home