A Shallow Victory Or What?
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Like a race where they bet bar the favourite
On who’ll finish second or third?
Has The Premiership fallen into the abyss?
Where titles are purchased not earned?
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“Competition is healthy,” they told us in school
“They’re only eleven small blokes”
Yet Man City, Arsenal, Villa and Liverpool
We’re chasing fourth place a fair while ago.
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I’d liken being top to “The Football” in Scotland
Where the same duo win all the pots
So I’m sorry to say I hope Tottenham
Make sure this season’s finale hots’ up.
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Fourth place has grabbed all the headlines
Would you be proud of your team coming fourth?
I’m worried in truth at the slow but steady decline
Where winning “Title” means nothing at all.
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Could an also ran fan lose his/her faith at The Sham
That our football has slowly become?
Or as long as we’re winning will we carry on singing
Coz our chairman’s loaded with money?
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He’s a Chelski fan?
Tell him to shut up
A hypocrite springs to the mind
Oh no I’m not, I’m a fan of a game,
Where a team doing “The Double”
Was an honour in not long ago times!
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