The Old Ground Looks The Same!
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The old ground looks the same
As I step out from the train
Here to meet me are the coppers, touts and jobsworths
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Down the road I walk toward the turnstiles
All pre season long it seemed so worthwhile
Tis a shame old forward line aint two bobs worth
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Now the stadium’s looking grand
Especially that new stand
The pitch a gorgeous vibrant shade of green
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As I chat with other fans the talks of summer
I think this seasons gonna be a bummer
I’ve just realized that we haven’t changed the team!
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