You need to walk all over the Itchen

Find the bridge that will take you there

Cold hands clasp, hang tight on the rail

As rain sweeps all over the town

People in this city call you Mush

 

Stepping off this bridge of strangers

Hold hands tight deep into the night

Finding faces that will leave us

Lost and forgotten into the light

People in this city call you Mush

 

'Alright Mush?' comes harsh through the club bright

Loud and proud standing in the edge

No heart here just embers and forgers

Not even one to try and replace

People in the city call you Mush

 

Heading back over onto the Northam

Am I as lost as I ever was?

Can one be found in a city of hopefuls

Or have I lost what I had just found?

People in this city call you Mush