In Excess – The Gazza story
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“Where’d it all go wrong?” They ask.
Let’s focus on the good first – a much easier task
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Magnificent Cruyff turn with the right peg
The sublime Ron Koeman nutmeg
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Tears at Italia that captured a nation
Butchering Charles – avoiding arrest at the station
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In truth, Gazza was forever living life in mode hyper
Notorious flute antics of the pied piper
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Matchless twin towers semi final free kick
Bamboozling concrete block Hendry with the choicest flick
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“Howay the lad” – scoring and crying in the Rome derby
Whilst burping unceremoniously on national TV
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Behind the Mars bars and the cheeky grin
Lurking blindside was the enemy within
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And though countless a cleric preached their sermon
Their lay await many a twisted demon
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For Gazza was not going to lead the life of a Mormon
Daft as a brush this Geordie may have been
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Wealth and prominence endowed a handy smokescreen
A troubled, but mostly a kind hearted human
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An abusive animal at times, needing a headscan
He was exploited, let there be no doubt
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Friends, colleagues, like rabbits they would sprout
Bianca – Hated him such, she retained his name
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Doner kebabs and booze began to affect his game
Spurred by excess – it affected his swanky game
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Eventually tipped over the edge by the Hod factor
As emotions overrode he swung a chair at his detractor
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What was needed was a guide, wise and older
He tried; Jones, Robbo, Mc Coist, Five Bellies, Roeder
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Alas for one of the greatest talents produced by rights
It could have been so different had he missed the bright lights
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Had Sir Alex of Govan nabbed the genius that was so blessed
Rather than his pal El Tel of the glitzy Scribes West.
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