NinjaMaster
30-08-2004, 08:38 AM
It's hurts but still funny
Dry your eyes Gers (To the tune of Dry Your Eyes by The Streets)
In one single moment your whole life can turn 'round
Moore stands there for a minute. Next we're UEFA cup bound
Lookin' to the left footers jealously, feeling pretty down
World feels like it's caved in - Big Eck's a clown
Please let me show you where we could only just be, for us
We can change and we can grow or we could adjust
The wicked thing about us is we always have trust
We could even bring back Konterman if we must
I look at Klos he stares almost straight back at me
But his eyes glaze over can't believe he's lost three
Then his eyes must have closed for what seems an eternity
When they open up we're lookin' at defeat
Dry your eyes Gers
I know it's hard to take but McLeish has made a f**k up
There's no more champions league
Dry your eyes Gers
I know you want to make him see how much this pain hurts
He's got to walk away now It's over
So then I move my hand up from down by my side
It's shakin', my life is crashin' before my eyes
Turn the palm of my hand up to face the skies
Hit rock bottom and let out a sigh
'Cause I can't imagine my life without champions league
There's things I can't imagine doin', things I can't imagine seein' We were supposed to beat them easy, surely
Please, please, I beg you leave
I didn't think the team would be tested
But you brought back a player we all detested
We all gave him our two finger gestures
Moore's a w**k is all that is heard
Dry your eyes Gers
I know it's hard to take but McLeish has made a f**k up
There's no more champions league
Dry your eyes Gers
I know you want to make him see how much this pain hurts
He's got to walk away now It's over
And I'm just standin' there, I can't say a word
'Cause everythin's just gone
I've got nothin'
Absolutely nothin'
Tryin' to hump it forward out of bare desperation
You bring on Andrews, can't believe that he's playin'
The midfield have no clue what they're daein
We should be in the group stages with the wages we're payin
I'm not gonna f****n', just f****n' leave it all now
'Cause you said we would beat CSKA and that was your vow
And you're gonna let our things simply crash and fall down
You're well out of order now, trying to get players from Ipswich Town?
Boumsong thinks his move was a waste
Can't see how Ricksen keeps his place
So he's off to Newcastle at a great pace
Says thanks but no thanks, and then walks away
Dry your eyes Gers
I know it's hard to take but McLeish has made a f**k up
There's no more champions league
Dry your eyes Gers
I know you want to make him see how much this pain hurts
He's got to walk away now
It's over
I know in the past I've found it hard to say
Tellin' you things, like who to play
But the more results don't go our way
We want you to walk away
Dry your eyes Gers
I know it's hard to take but McLeish has made a f**k up
There's no more champions league
Dry your eyes Gers
I know you want to make him see how much this pain hurts
He's got to walk away now
Dry your eyes Gers (To the tune of Dry Your Eyes by The Streets)
In one single moment your whole life can turn 'round
Moore stands there for a minute. Next we're UEFA cup bound
Lookin' to the left footers jealously, feeling pretty down
World feels like it's caved in - Big Eck's a clown
Please let me show you where we could only just be, for us
We can change and we can grow or we could adjust
The wicked thing about us is we always have trust
We could even bring back Konterman if we must
I look at Klos he stares almost straight back at me
But his eyes glaze over can't believe he's lost three
Then his eyes must have closed for what seems an eternity
When they open up we're lookin' at defeat
Dry your eyes Gers
I know it's hard to take but McLeish has made a f**k up
There's no more champions league
Dry your eyes Gers
I know you want to make him see how much this pain hurts
He's got to walk away now It's over
So then I move my hand up from down by my side
It's shakin', my life is crashin' before my eyes
Turn the palm of my hand up to face the skies
Hit rock bottom and let out a sigh
'Cause I can't imagine my life without champions league
There's things I can't imagine doin', things I can't imagine seein' We were supposed to beat them easy, surely
Please, please, I beg you leave
I didn't think the team would be tested
But you brought back a player we all detested
We all gave him our two finger gestures
Moore's a w**k is all that is heard
Dry your eyes Gers
I know it's hard to take but McLeish has made a f**k up
There's no more champions league
Dry your eyes Gers
I know you want to make him see how much this pain hurts
He's got to walk away now It's over
And I'm just standin' there, I can't say a word
'Cause everythin's just gone
I've got nothin'
Absolutely nothin'
Tryin' to hump it forward out of bare desperation
You bring on Andrews, can't believe that he's playin'
The midfield have no clue what they're daein
We should be in the group stages with the wages we're payin
I'm not gonna f****n', just f****n' leave it all now
'Cause you said we would beat CSKA and that was your vow
And you're gonna let our things simply crash and fall down
You're well out of order now, trying to get players from Ipswich Town?
Boumsong thinks his move was a waste
Can't see how Ricksen keeps his place
So he's off to Newcastle at a great pace
Says thanks but no thanks, and then walks away
Dry your eyes Gers
I know it's hard to take but McLeish has made a f**k up
There's no more champions league
Dry your eyes Gers
I know you want to make him see how much this pain hurts
He's got to walk away now
It's over
I know in the past I've found it hard to say
Tellin' you things, like who to play
But the more results don't go our way
We want you to walk away
Dry your eyes Gers
I know it's hard to take but McLeish has made a f**k up
There's no more champions league
Dry your eyes Gers
I know you want to make him see how much this pain hurts
He's got to walk away now