Highs and lows
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You can keep your modern day football
With admission prices as high as the seats
From up here even Peter Crouch
Looks the size of a subuteo player
Yet the programme notes inform me
He is Six Foot Seven.
When I first came to St James Park as a lad
An old man used to trundle around the pitch
Shouting ‘Peanuts Tanner a bag’
Then throw his wares high up into
The Gallowgate end terraces.
He would have to have arms like Popeye to reach me now
Or carry a spare rocket launcher in his old wicker basket.
I have always dreamed of seeing United
Reach great heights
Only now I have beaten them to it………..Up here on level Seven.
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