1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 How big is your mansion, how fast is your car?
Is your girlfriend famous, is she a TV star?
What do you earn, what’s your take home pay?
Does it really matter for what team you play?

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 1 They were the questions players recently faced.
From young fans, a similar lifestyle keen to taste.
The stardom, the rewards the riches and fame.
Now matter most to some in the beautiful game.

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 Could you imagine the old days of Liddell and Dean
If money was the object, the ultimate dream.
In those days to the players you could always relate.
Now they want their kingdom served up on a plate.

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 Money this and money that, off the fans they feed.
A game awash with money, but still I smell the greed.
I still follow my club, I’ll be a Kopite till the day I die.
But the game is not the same, money the reason why.

Source: https://footballpoets.org/poems/rewards/