Escape: The Real World
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The news it seems to be all just doom and gloom
Italy and Greece in the proverbial toilet.
I’ve given up on trying to follow what’s going on
But its bad out there, we all know that
Times are hard and wallets are tight.
But somehow we still manage to find a few extra quid
When the weekend comes and Footballday dawns.
Whether in warm August with the sun blindin’ the keep
Or in cold December the floodlights on for the second half.
We’ll argue with our family and say “but its only a tenner
To go to the game down the road.”
We’ll endure anything elements have to throw at us
Just to get away from the real world
Even just for a couple of hours.
Come rain or shine we go, we’re from all forms of life
And to escape the real world we all do the same thing
We go to watch the beautiful game
We go and see a football match.
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