All You Need Is…..Above!
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As the gates to The Elysian Fields opened
To a cacophony of loudness and cheer
St Peter ventured forward with some trepidation
As “The Man’s” wise old head did appear
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“This way stranger” said St Peter
With his hand pointing toward white marble stairs
“The Man” quickly picked up his kit bag
Then stuck out his big broad proud chest
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The stairs to the stadium were ascended in no time
To a dug out where sat a hippy type bloke
All dressed in white and eating an apple
Which he finished chewing as he nasally spoke
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“All right Bill la” the voice said
T’was him dressed in white who had spoke
“What d’yer think of our team?
The midfield, defenders are a bit static and green
And scoring goals is a problem it seems”
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“Jesus John son that beard ain’t half come on
Since you sent back that O.B.E back to the Queen
“We’re more popular than Jesus Christ himself” is that what you once said?
You’re his double if you’re asking me”
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“Anyway Bill” said John Lennon
“We’ve a big match versus hell in the cup
We need you to take a good look at our team
To see that they’re keen and properly tuned up
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Bill Shankly spent the next two weeks looking
To see if his team would be able to stand heat
Of a closely fought tie where the weak would just fry
Let alone avoid a scorching defeat
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They met once again in the dug out
Where Bill was quick to get straight to the point
There’s really no point in beating about the flaming bush
When a hell of a win is what all heaven wants
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“The fans and ground look real good, I thought that they would
But to be honest, the team don’t look up to much kop
Any chance of beaming up Toshack and Keegan?
With those two up front, I’d fancy our chances of victory a lot
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I’ve thought long and hard about those two former ace cards
And maybe there’s a chance that I’m wrong
But another option to score goals afore we’re hauled o’er the coals
Is that old Anfield saviour ….St John”!
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