For Gods Sake..Shut Up!
¶ 1
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When that last effort
Drifted aimlessly over the crossbar
Any slight hope we had, did turn pale
¶ 2
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Though it hurt’s me to say it
We were not at the races
Despite what that Alan Green tells.
¶ 3
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Winning a corner we vocally roared
As a rich sheepish idol trudged to
Our part of the ground to sling in a mis kick
To a volley of sarcastic abuse.
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What? He don’t like what we’re saying
He don’t like us to get on his back
It would help, if he just started playing
For his team-mates and cut out that interview crap!
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