Death of a Goalkeeper
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A long time ago
I was bit of a goalkeeper, bit of an actor,
Who wrote a bit of poetry
¶ 2
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Then direction changed
And I got a new collar
And became a priest
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Looked after my flock
Got the big chair in the end
Hard and lonely job
¶ 4
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Last line of defence
Not unlike a goalkeeper,
Just think about it
¶ 5
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When you have to face
The Devil, who’s a forward
In the Darkness team
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Now it’s time to go
The Big Referee calls time.
The dressing room calls
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