A One Horse Race?
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As Mancs sneak out from sacred space
As red hopes turn to dead hopes in that place
‘We’ll teach those Blues we’ll trim their sails
We’ll stop those blue boys in their trails’
Oh Alex please give it a rest
You’ve spent your dough
You’ve tried your best
Our record at your place is good
I think that you may have misunderstood
That wer’e the champs the number ones
Mourinho’s boys blaze on all guns
As Blues are booed from sacred field
By empty stands who will not yield
The truth is sadly out of joint
We bettered you by twenty points
Shall we meet next term
Same time same place
Maybe in a title race?
Cos this year you were off the pace
In what was just a one horse race
So go and whine to your PLC
‘How will mine beat CFC?’
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