Let Football Take The Stage…*
¶ 1
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Nutmeg the dead, and those unpaid,
The haram LGBTQ community
Our Sweet F.A. will applaud or look away
Assuring that twit Gary (Wonder what he’ll have to say?)
Our game promotes gender equality.
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Qatar, are actually hiring football fans
To fill their blood-stained stadia stands
All ex’s paid, sixty sov’s a day to spend on what?
As relatives left boracic and bereft
For souls died a dollar an hour death
Fight for the means to justify an ending in a box.
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Still…Doha Dave, has had his dubious dough
Gobby Robbies’…sell out show is good to go
Thieves at FIFA sing the same old lame old song
Dignitaries’ wash their greasy blood-stained hands
On damaged in the mind fans, up in the stands…
Sat wondering…What-The-World-Cup…is going on?
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The European season interrupted half-way through
For a Qatari jolly, conjured up a double dubious crew
Whom clearly greased the palms o’ shysters running FIFA
How does Infantino sleep, the lying so n so?
Coming the old innocent on a recent T.V show
When he dropped more clangers than an under-fire keeper.
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We should be ashamed of our ourselves (we’re not)
No, we’ll simply shut it, be dictated to and watch…
A once entertaining exciting sport come apart on live T.V
Of course, we’ll shed a tear, for the abused, down-trodden, queer
While politicians here enjoy shed-loads o’ Qatari gratis cheer
As the word’s competition, a sense o’ fair-play, embrace mediocrity.
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Still…Doha Dave, has had his dubious dough
Gobby Robbie’s…sell out show is good to go
Thieves at FIFA sing the same old lame old song
Dignitaries’ wash their greasy blood-stained hands
On damaged in the mind fans, up in the stands…
Sat wondering…What-The-World-Cup…is going on?
¶ 7
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This ain’t no recognisable World-wide football fest
Accompanied by Frank n Dave on a sweat-shop vest
When die-hard fans collected World Cup stickers by Panini
Nah, this is another nail in the coffin of a so-called sport
Launders Mafia moolah, heading towards an American court
Sold its soul, greedily assisted, by both Blatter and Platini.
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Still, after all, it’s just…sport, a beautiful game
Even though this one has a highly tarnished name
As a recent documentary expose shed a light upon
Yet we’ll stand in front o’ the hi-res plasma welling up
As our team trots-out in Qatar representing us
Despite twelve years a…What-The-World-Cup…is going on?
¶ 9 Leave a comment on verse 9 0 Peace.
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