When yer sat head in hands
With the well gutted fans,
Watching yer idols troop off to their rollers.
Yer weekend has gone pearshaped
And this ain’t no sour grapes
You all thought this home game was a stroller.
Some fans stay behind
They eff and they blind
And the underworked idols look dolefull.
Stood out in the middle
Are they taking the piddle
Clapping hands to the well peed off Kop crew?
Tis easy to blame the poor gaffer
Or today was just one of those days
But when chop comes and off goes poor Rafa
Idols will still draw their ginormous pay.
Here hold on. What’s that on the news flash
There’s a bloke made of pretty stern stuff
Having a pop at his team mates en masse
Saying, “As a team, we just ain’t good enough”
When the punters have a go at the players
It’s get off his back, or leave the poor geezer alone
We’re bang out of order or lowering the tone
Jamie Carragher must be the answer to L’pool fans prayers
For speaking the truth, and having a mind of his own!