One Nil To The…Visitors!
¶ 1
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We may have sacked our manager
But let’s not dwell on that
Under Hiddinck we’re a lot less angrier
Even though our form is c**p.
¶ 2
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Our team is getting mighty hard to beat
Though conceding lots of goals
and now we’re finally talking with our feet
We could be on a roll?
¶ 3
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Mind you “The Football” can be a funny old game
Or so it seems to me right now
Like going over to The Emptiness once again
and shutting up that whinging moaning Arsenal crowd.
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I’ve heard West Londoners leaving the stadium
After a blinding full on game last night
Were singing,”One nil…to the visitors” walking toward the train
So it seems some things (Like bragging rights)
Right now here In West London, rarely ever change?
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