If You Could Write The Script
¶ 1
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if you could ever write the script
if you could pen the story
the endless years the pain and tears
the lifelong thirst for glory
or if you could express at all
just how it feels inside
this outpour of emotion
the passion love and pride
you’d be a football Shakespeare
your quill would be alive
with journeys to those far flung parts
to sometimes just survive
¶ 2
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they say your name is on the Cup
it’s written on the wind
they say a lot of crazy things
but someone has to win
the rivalry we always feel
at times gets blown away
no place for hatred in this game
we cheer on who we may
our hearts go out to Bayern
to ‘Arry’s Tottenham too
but love or loathe the way it’s won
the world has all turned blue
¶ 3
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and if you could complete that script
the crazy Chelsea story
you’d be insane but still be drained
on such a night of glory
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