Getting Stuck In At Christmas
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I dunno how I manage it all season
sloping off and catching all those games
pubs get kinda smokey but the atmosphere’s electric
even though it’s never quite the same
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now some bang on with pint in hand and ramble
spreading all their diatribe around
it’s sometimes like they’ve slapped you in the belly with a fish
especially when the champion-chips are down
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sometimes I just wonder what those passers-by must think
standing there and watching grown men scream
showing more emotion than a bloke who’s won on Lotto
dancing round in front of some distorted screen
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so when I’ve got a bob or two I jump upon that train
Stroud’s a hundred miles and hours away
but when I was a kid you know I lived just down the road
and I remember one mad Christmas Day
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’cause we were so erratic long before the money came
our defence was like a leaky door
and though we banged in seven versus Pompey on that day
we still contrived to somehow let in four!
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and nowadays I get there when I’m homesick
I’ve got used to having to be sat
in betwen the loyal punks and ‘luvvies’
never thought that it would come to that
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over zealous stewards taking notes on those who rise
only standing up for their own team
but doesn’t everyone stand up for champions?
excuse me while I hang my head and scream
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but every late December it’s a nightmare
with all of those excuses I have made
and it’s not just the dread of being stuck with Nan and Fred
it’s just because a game is being played
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it always goes a little weird at Christmas
hectic games all coming in a row
anti-social moments with the family for tea
tryin’ to figure how you’re gonna go
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secret little tranny in your pocket
earphones hidden slyly in your ear
saying ‘ummmm’ and nodding yes to strangers
while a game is going on somewhere
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and every year i say that I won’t bother
but every time I’m desperate for the score
so even though it’s Christmas and whatever that may mean
I know I’ll be there somehow for sure
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