Football Poets

oh darling we must meet up soon
so much to express
so good to see you at the match
regards to Daphne – bless…
thank god they’ve tarted up this place
got rid of all that rabble
the boli’s slightly ove […]

I remember that summer of 58
August in London and sweltering

stand clear of the doors…
all change for Fulham Broadway…
official programme – sixpence a go!
wear your colours!
roasted peanuts – tanner a […]

sad and strange echoes ring
pictures rise and fall
painful teachers drawn-out days
i can still recall

churning stomach walking in
homework never done
outside workmen joke and laugh
in snow and rain and sun

far […]

this love this love – this dream we share
this song i sing – this shirt i wear
this game we play – these plans we make
this field we plough – this chance we take
this aching heart – these words i shout
this […]

what is this game if so upright
we have no chance to think and write

no chance to comment cry or plea
at something held so seriously

no time to turn at Zola’s glance
and watch his feet how they can dance

no […]

it was long before satellite dishes when tvs were’nt even around

and videos were’nt yet invented and only film hire shops in town

and I was this far off supporter with two little kids and a wife

i was so far […]

late in the game when the fog swirls in
and you long for a rub of the dice
you pray that some figure will dance through the mud
and cause havoc out under the lights
for legends and myths are like rivers
but […]

…The Price is Shite

please mister football club – how much will it be

just to be a mascot – and run out with the team

piss off son we’re business men – what do you think this is

this ain’t no people’s game […]

I wondered lonely in the crowd
How could I ever be so proud
To think that I on such a day
Could into opposition stray

And did i take some fatal bend
To find myself in the wrong end
the turnstile clicked […]

you’re the keeper of the fire and you ain’t afraid
when the game explodes like a hand grenade
cos you can take control – like a customs man
breed fear in men with a wave of your hand
you like to stamp authority – […]

so what’s so wrong about wanting yeah
to marry a big soccer star
and what’s so wrong about shit- loads of money
and shit- loads of clothes and a car
cause you know what you get when you’re sorted
with you nice […]

Now footy is a funny game – footy is a laugh

But footy is a money game that’s going flipping daft

The system i can understand – i’ve realised the goal

But why the greed and why the need to bleed us h […]

(best sung or shouted!)

flying by – but we will try
to keep the people’s game alive
from ev’ry park to merseyside
the people’s game must never die

by and by – they’ll question why
the fees and wages climbed […]

now my nan had a shed in the garden
and the bloke down the road’s got one too
but there was a shed that i lived in for years
it was magic and rusty and blue
and the iron was all corrugated
the rooftop was […]

Desmond is a star up in the football sky
Desmond likes a biscuit with his tea
Desmond likes a joke before the half-time break
I think that’s why he’s on ITV

Pulls in women viewers like a fisherman
Desmond is […]

another golden Euro football summer
these three weeks could make or break our love
the sun may be up in the sky a-shining
but sorry love ’cause Sky is in the pub

i’ve rearranged my life around the matches
i’ve […]

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AND OVER IN THE ROSE BOWL – THE FEVERS RUNNING HIGH
WHILE ON THE STREETS- OF MEDELLIN- ITS NEAR TO DO OR DIE
COLUMBIA WERE ON A […]

yeah we’re the new age football men and women
we’re really really into everything
we never make team changes ’til we have to
and only when we’ve checked with the I Ching

alternative united one world one team one […]

this is a poem – on football stuff
i dunno ’bout you but i’ve had enough
stuff about players from overseas
stuff about wages and transfer fees

stuff about youth schemes goin’ down the pan
stuff about cleaning up […]