Sixty two quid

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 Sixty two quid, are you serious or having a laugh?
I aint paying that on no one’s behalf
The working class fans cannot take anymore
My bank’s on the high street and not offshore
Well done City fans for sending them back
With your transport down and an overpriced snack
Arsenal believe we have money to burn
It’s an expensive trip for a day return
Continue like this they’ll kill that golden goose
Money money money at any excuse
The time bomb is ticking prepare for the blast
Cos the average working fan whose patience wont last



Sixty two quid is diabolical to watcha football game.

Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/sixty-two-quid/