"M' bus stop's on fire"

Dusk.

There's a band over Sheffield way who subvert songs brilliantly and are local legends as a result. Their language is described as 'industrial' so no links posting here. Instead, imagine a stage full of men playing ukeleles, singing about a drunken return home after a night out. Making a snack results in
"Oh o-oh o-oh, m' chip pans on fire"
*Sung to the tune of "Sex is on fire" by the Kings of Leon*

I've been singing my own version after seeing this at the end of our walk today.