Why Can’t We Be The Llamas ? ( at Forest Green)
¶ 1
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the Vegan pies entice us in
surrounding views they charm us
our nickname’s The Green Devils…..
why can’t we be The Llamas?
¶ 2
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we’re in the middle of nowhere
we’re miles from the Bahamas
when balls are pumped into our box
they don’t exactly calm us
we flirt with struggle constantly
we’re always courting dramas
our long gone shirts in black and white
resembled old pyjamas
¶ 3
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our badger mascot loved the club
he came here from Las Palmas
he never burrowed anywhere
and always waved to farmers
but now we’re into everything
we’re working out our karmas
alternative – you name it
there ‘s nothing here to harm us
¶ 4
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away fans breathe the open air
in freezing panoramas
with ev’ry match a knife edge
abound with melodramas
but still we’re just a village team
our drums are ours not Ghana’s
and when the big sides turn up here
they always still alarm us
¶ 5
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the media they swarm around
for titbits like piranhas
and everything’s organic here
the pitch and the bananas
samosas come around on trays
there’s sometimes Chai and Chanas
and no-one could have foreseen this
not even Nostradamus
¶ 6
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the vegan pies entice us in
surrounding views they charm us
our nickname’s The Green Devils…..
why can’t we be The Llamas?
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