Now It’s Forged On The New Fifty P!
¶ 1
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It’s dumfounded punters all over the world
Confused the best referees’
Well that’s in the past, it’ll be as clear as a bell
Now it’s forged on the new fifty p.
¶ 2
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Bawling and shouting, swearing, bad-mouthing
All that will now have to cease
Why even Sepp Blatter’s opinion don’t matter
Now it’s forged on the new fifty p.
¶ 3
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Tearing yer hair out’s, a fing of the past
“Oi lino, you blind, can’t you see?”
No more questions of referee’s parentage asked
Now it’s forged on the new fifty p.
¶ 4
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The times when we’re stood there awaiting the call
Of salvation being blown on the pea
Will be simple to grasp now, understood by us all
Now it’s forged on the new fifty p.
¶ 5
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That night the sphere caressed silken netting
We jumped and down in our glee
When we knew he was off, will such nights be ending?
Now it’s forged on the new fifty p.
¶ 6
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Rows in the seats, that raged on in the streets
Long after the whistle went beep
Are confined to the past, on-side clarity at last
Now it’s forged on the new fifty p!
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