Build Up
¶ 1
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On match day as I wake
I can smell the atmosphere cooking
I know it’s still early, but I’m straight out the door
My schedual has a booking
¶ 2
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On the bus, with my mates
the atmosphere as rising
as we talk about the match, we’re Ibrox bound
heading to the underground
¶ 3
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Outside the stadium
the atmosphere is already burning
as I hear the ticket gates turning
Now everyones singing in choir
the atmospheres on fire
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