This is a truly great song:
Yeah i’m up at ridgeway
Now i’m down the Moorings, right next to the debenhams
And i’ll be port forever.
Yes it is my lifeblood
these streets they are a part of me.
The yin to my yang
The craig to my bellamy.
Catch me in the kitchen
I’ve got cheese – I’m melting it.
Caerphilly, bread and ham
Hey presto it’s a rarebit.
Head out to caerleon
febreeze on the dash for the strain where my nan sits.
Out for a big one, sniffin’ on the miaow miaow
DJ on the ones and twos, spinnin’ little bow wow.
On the dancefloor raving, pack of 16 Benson,
Someone fighting bouncers… turns out it’s Gavin Henson.
Big up to Plaid Cymru, and the Welsh Assembly
Big up to Millennium, we don’t need no Wembley.
Keep your Big Apple…
We’ll have a Tangerine.
Bugger off Alicia, Shirley Bassey is our queen.
Round here we stick together,
Like birds of a feather.
… Except we’re not from Chigwell…
We’re from the small welsh town of…
Concrete jumble, nothing in order
Not far from the border.
When you’re in Newport..
Chips, cheese, curry makes you feel brand new
Washed down with a special brew.
Repeat the word Newport, Newport, Newport…
Catch me at Gwent Dragons in my fleece watching real sport
Shit, I make the Dragon’s fleece more famous than the Argonauts.
And now that I’ve made it here I can make it anywhere,
Signed a girl’s babbles when I headlined at the local fair.
Yeah you know the D to the V to the LA.
Dad said ‘Get a job with them’, but Swansea’s too far away.
so look me up on Google – I’m seven pages in
Was in the local paper, Mam threw it in the bin.
She didn’t see the article calling me a rap star
Ripped it into pieces, and used it for the hamster.
Tom Jones, Steve Jones, Rita Jones, Traffic cones
If you come and visit use the Designated Parking Zones…
There’s a snooker hall, see
But i’m not a member…
And a lovely shopping centre opened in December.
so head over the water…
On the Transporter…
Fifty for the toll booth
Male Voice Choir singing out…
Twinned with Guangxi Province in China
…There’s no province finer
Josie D’Arby’s from Newport
Yes, it strange, we didn’t know either
Let’s say some more Newports, newports, Newports
One hand in the air for a taxi
Fifty quid if you’re sick on the back seat
But all those bendy roads make me queasy…
Can someone hold my hair?
Access from the A4042
Traffic will enrage you
On your way to Newport
Our shopping centre is quite new
Big leeks will inspire you.
Repeat to fade Newport, Newport Newport…
And then there’s this, which doesn’t really compare:
Leonard Ravenhill on the importance of waiting on God until you’re filled with the Spirit — and of doing so repeatedly.