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They need us more than ever, OK, Lambert's not right for us. There is someone out there who will bring the best times back. I don't pretend to know who it is. But we're screaming out for a bit of passion aren't we? We still care don't we? We all want the same thing.
We know the past. It was written and done. Most of us don't remember it, let's face it. We're clinging like limpets to the better times.
Yes, many of you remember Sir Bob. Some may remember Sir Alf, but you're getting old now. The reaper, well. he's contacted the GPO for your address.
Burley, well, it came, it went, we were great for a season. Great. Then what? Finidi George, Sereni, relegation, the ITV thing, bo*locks. Second best while the scum laugh and get promoted and fail ultimately because they're not interested in finishing fifth and qualifying for Europe. They want Bayern Munich's reserves away, they want hand-to-hand growth, they want to be a yo-yo, they'll settle for bottom of the Prem if they get there, the humiliation is temporary.
Year on year we sit. Championship - we're still sh*t. Then the change was made and we went, down to join the stiffs, the teams who dared not gamble. And the wannabes, the sides who want to be up there. That's the limit of their wants. Rotherham will never get promoted. Neither will Coventry. Or Wycombe. And there's teams who gamble, who try, and we stagnate and rely on an owner who cares nought. Sure, he'd love the Premier. On the cheap.
Let it go. It's gone. Fight for the fans, for the club. Sure, you're paid well at ITFC. Prove to us that you deserve it. My mate, a staff member at M&S, helped to build several stores to be successful. It isn't reflected on his P45. He hurts.
Try your best. Be your best. Do your best. This is more than just a football club. It's a way of life. It's a religion. Earn it.
We know the past. It was written and done. Most of us don't remember it, let's face it. We're clinging like limpets to the better times.
Yes, many of you remember Sir Bob. Some may remember Sir Alf, but you're getting old now. The reaper, well. he's contacted the GPO for your address.
Burley, well, it came, it went, we were great for a season. Great. Then what? Finidi George, Sereni, relegation, the ITV thing, bo*locks. Second best while the scum laugh and get promoted and fail ultimately because they're not interested in finishing fifth and qualifying for Europe. They want Bayern Munich's reserves away, they want hand-to-hand growth, they want to be a yo-yo, they'll settle for bottom of the Prem if they get there, the humiliation is temporary.
Year on year we sit. Championship - we're still sh*t. Then the change was made and we went, down to join the stiffs, the teams who dared not gamble. And the wannabes, the sides who want to be up there. That's the limit of their wants. Rotherham will never get promoted. Neither will Coventry. Or Wycombe. And there's teams who gamble, who try, and we stagnate and rely on an owner who cares nought. Sure, he'd love the Premier. On the cheap.
Let it go. It's gone. Fight for the fans, for the club. Sure, you're paid well at ITFC. Prove to us that you deserve it. My mate, a staff member at M&S, helped to build several stores to be successful. It isn't reflected on his P45. He hurts.
Try your best. Be your best. Do your best. This is more than just a football club. It's a way of life. It's a religion. Earn it.
Makes notes: Warkystache - Springtime For Lambert lyricist, just need to find someone to write the music.......
You are the obsolete SRN4 to my Fairey Rotodyne....
We know the past. It was written and done. Most of us don't remember it, let's face it. We're clinging like limpets to the better times.
Yes, many of you remember Sir Bob. Some may remember Sir Alf, but you're getting old now. The reaper, well. he's contacted the GPO for your address.
Burley, well, it came, it went, we were great for a season. Great. Then what? Finidi George, Sereni, relegation, the ITV thing, bo*locks. Second best while the scum laugh and get promoted and fail ultimately because they're not interested in finishing fifth and qualifying for Europe. They want Bayern Munich's reserves away, they want hand-to-hand growth, they want to be a yo-yo, they'll settle for bottom of the Prem if they get there, the humiliation is temporary.
Year on year we sit. Championship - we're still sh*t. Then the change was made and we went, down to join the stiffs, the teams who dared not gamble. And the wannabes, the sides who want to be up there. That's the limit of their wants. Rotherham will never get promoted. Neither will Coventry. Or Wycombe. And there's teams who gamble, who try, and we stagnate and rely on an owner who cares nought. Sure, he'd love the Premier. On the cheap.
Let it go. It's gone. Fight for the fans, for the club. Sure, you're paid well at ITFC. Prove to us that you deserve it. My mate, a staff member at M&S, helped to build several stores to be successful. It isn't reflected on his P45. He hurts.
Try your best. Be your best. Do your best. This is more than just a football club. It's a way of life. It's a religion. Earn it.
Makes notes: Warkystache - Springtime For Lambert lyricist, just need to find someone to write the music.......
Autumn for Lambert:
Ipswich were having trouble, what a sad, sad story Needed someone to restore their former glory Where? oh where was he, Where could that man be? The man for you and me, and now it's
F*ck off Paul Lambert and ITFC Evans won't pay much at all We're marching to League One safety Look out, here comes another f-all
F*ck off Paul Lambert and ITFC It's winter on the pitch F*ck off Paul Lambert and ITFC Another five year itch
I was born from a bit of Porky, that's why they call me Warky Don't be stupid, call forth and shout f*ck Lambert in the North
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