“Shirt Off Your Back”
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They say football’s run by cowboys
I might not always agree
But ninety odd quid
For a new England shirt
Is really taking the pee!
Back in the so-called ‘Bad Old Days’
To follow your country meant you were a thug
Fast forward to twenty fourteen
You’re just a more money-than-sense mug.
Manufactured atmosphere at matches
Brass bands blasting in your ear
Needing to take out a mortgage
For a half-time pie and a beer.
Being told to sit down
In your sanatised over-priced seat
Expected to join in the Mexican Wave
When you’re allowed onto your feet.
The old Wembley was a dump
And we were ripped off back then too
But at least it was proper football fans
Not corporates out on a do!
Come the World Cup this summer
I won’t be wearing
A top that costs almost a ton
When I can buy a wardrobe full of gear
For the price of an official one.
Rye Lane, Peckham’s where I’ll be
For moody shirts, tops galore
Spending my hard-earned in Primark
Gentleman’s outfitters to the poor.
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