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There’ll be seventy thousand packed in our new home
My how our fan-base has suddenly grown
But what will become of the place that we’ve known
And I wonder what will be our name?
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We might have to sing “come on Batterchelsea!”
There’s a few I can think of who’d love to with glee
We’ve known it was coming but what’s strange to me
Is how will they fill all the seats?
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And I think on those fans that have battled alone
To save all those ancient and wonderful homes
The grounds of their childhood where first goals were known
And the crowds spilling onto the streets
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And it’s flourished and flummoxed since 1905
From it’s wide open terrace to champion pride
With its hotels and glamour and modern day side
But they’re struggliing to fill it somehow!
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And it isn’t notalgia that ‘s making me cry
Just soul-less designs that are boring and dry
And you end up just leaving and screaming out why
So come on … adapt the Bridge now?