Only madmen ventured out that day
And we were there en masse
Queuing up to see our idols play
On a pitch as smooth as glass.
Black boards planted at the gates
Said “Match Postponed Today”
So we raced down to board subway trains
To see Arsenal, Wednesday play.
A few fans had the same idea
No point in going matchless home
And as Highbury was pretty near
We heard that their game was still on.
Them Gooners wore these trainers
With great thick rubber soles
In the halt time interval it rained
And turned the pitch to slush from snow.
Their keeper wore these womens tights
To increase his circulation
To the oppositions fans delight
As they questioned his persuasion.
We stamped our feet in unision
Before they turned to ice
As groundsman swept pitch with a broom
Defining green from white
It was weird to be a neutral
When the North Bank roar went up
So as we wore blue
Like team from Hillsborough
It was them we cheered and loved.
With breath as thick as candy floss
Ears and nose red raw from ice
We heard sad news. The game was off
Again that day. Not once ..but blimmin twice!