show me the way to win at home
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I’m tired
and I wanna go to bed
I had a little drink
about an hour ago
and it’s ….
done nothing for my street cred
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for I spluttered it you see
such was the shock
and surprise
even in the aftermath
of our exit
and demise
¶ 3
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a supposedly ‘easy’
home draw
in an early FA Cup round
minnows – supposedly rich pickings
for us fat cats
at our own ground
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but they wanted it more
than we did
they fought, they battled
then even
with their backs to the wall
we couldn’t get ’em rattled
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so fair ducks to ’em
I hope they get
another big payday
and I also hope
our lot get it right
for the very next away-day
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