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Why does it always rain on me?

Apollo Gees

Thursday, January 23rd, 2003

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 Sunny days, oh where have you gone?
I get the strangest feeling, when I hear this song
Why does it always rain on me?
Is it because I missed a goal, when I was seventeen?

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 Even when the sun is shining
And I’m here reclining
Oh where did the good Sky go?
Is it because, I didn’t pay my subs?

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 Even when the sun is shining
My team’s chances are declining
Oh where did the Sky Blues go?
Is it because, they just weren’t good enough?

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 Why does it always rain on me?
Is it because I skied a chance, when I was seventeen?
Had the whole goal to aim at
But just choked, and then fell flat

5 Leave a comment on verse 5 0 Even when the sun is shining
I can’t avoid the lightening
For it struck twice, unlike me
And now I forever wallow, in my misery

6 Leave a comment on verse 6 0 Why does it always rain on me?
Is it because I spurned, such a goalscoring spree?
And why is it raining, oh so cold
Just keep at it, so I’ve been told

7 Leave a comment on verse 7 0 Why does it always rain on me?
Is it because I’ve been useless, since I was seventeen?
But on sunny days, or if it’s oh so cold, I’m always there, just as keen
Still if I close my eyes, I can see myself as a, scoring machine

8 Leave a comment on verse 8 0 Why does it always rain on me?
It’s not that I haven’t tried, since I was seventeen
But with football, my life’s not empty
So I keep hoping, that one day I’ll shine on a, sunny scene

9 Leave a comment on verse 9 0 And then it’ll be me that reigns!
Proudly wearing, number seventeen

10 Leave a comment on verse 10 0 Then it’ll be me that reigns…
Netting number seventeen

11 Leave a comment on verse 11 0 Me that reigns…
Top scorer, in two thousand and, seventeen

12 Leave a comment on verse 12 0 Me that reigns…

© Apollo Gees, January 2003

Notes

Apologies to Travis.

Their song is one of those that really gets under your skin, that you either love or hate.
Fortunately, I love it.

Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/why-does-it-always-rain-on-me/