No mention of songs about south London would be worthy of holding up its head in public without Slits' Difficult Fun. Taken from their second and greatest LP, Return of the Giant Slits, the opening words to this song would be a fitting epitaph for my tombstone one day ...
"He's south of the river, he's restless and unsatisfied
He's searching forever for better but finds nothing ..."
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