Sacrilege. Pure and Simple.
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How about a jus with yer burger and chips,
Glazed onion jam on yer pie
Bovril served chilled with shaved artisan crisps
A “dog” with roast vegetable fries?*
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We’ve a Reebok, Emirates, and The Stadium of Light
Where community centre’s once were
How long till the dollar signs running United
Deem Old Trafford be glazed toward it’s heirs?
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Out in West London, where the roubles are rife
And the powers that be call the shots
The Chelsea pitch owners stood fast and united
So The Bridge for the moment stays put
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Old names like Burnden and Ewood ooze class,
Unlike the names of today
I yearn for the day at a packed Highfield Road
When The Doog, caused Sky Blues fan to sway.
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Diet Pepsi Stadium, Kentucky Park
Who knows what they’ll name your abode?
Where will it all end, are they having a lark
What’ll happen to the great “Loftus Road”?
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The Mac Donalds Arena ain’t that far away
We’ve a Walker’s where a Filbert once stood
Then lo and behold I’ve just heard today
That midden Cashby ain’t up to no good.
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Seems hallowed green turf in the North East
Where The Gallowgate choir resides
Is about to be re-named: The Sports Direct Arena
Howay man I cannae believe it,
Tis enough to cause tears on Tyneside!
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