I dont really care

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 On the way to Cardiiff, I thought we’d win the cup,
then I remembered one thing, we’re playing Man U,
that sort of evened things right up,
not that it really mattered, who my team was gonna play,
just being in the F.A. Cup, was enough to see me on my way,
I sat there in the stadium, a sea of blue an white,
I looked at all the Man U fans, their faces were full of fright,
now let it be said, Millwall, was out for a day not to forget winning that F.A. trophy for us, was definately not a safe bet,
I wasn’t really bothered, in fact I don’t really care,
my team was in the final, and yes I was certainly there,
so off to Europe is my next stop, well laugh at that you may,
but I’ll be alongside my Millwall, like I was again this May,
with flags flying high and colours blue an white in our hair,
and if I come back empty handed, so what, I don’t really care.



No one likes us we don’t care, and rightly so

Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/i-dont-really-care/