The ballpoints are poised to sign for him
Who promised you fabulous things
Like a house of cards
His loyalty has just come tumbling down
At his new clubs press launch he just grins
You’re gutted, sick and shaken
He really did look the biz
Especially the time in that hard fought replay away
When you won the prized shirt in the scrum, that was his
“But he had his own song
How could we so so wrong?
He’s made fools of us grown up men/women”
“Me kids have just heard
We’re all blimming hurt
That he’s just put pen to paper and signed for… Them”!
His photo still stands o’er the fireplace
Next to the one of the quare one indoors
How’ll you ward off the jibes of your workmates
That next season he’s no longer yours?
“But he’s just signed a new five year deal
He even turned down Real
When they came calling last summer”
When loads of money is flashed
And yer desired club is real strapped
That transfer markets a bummer!