The Streets (of Swindon)

[Simon]

See I reckon you had about eight or nine
Chances. And unlucky hitting the bar two times
That red top shop top you had on, was nice
Bit too much 'big one' but, yea you thought you'd score high
But there's just one little thing that's just really really really annoying you about us ,ya see

Yea yea like I said, you are really shit
But my gosh, Now, dont you just know it!

We're not trying to beat you
Cos for us a draw will do
We think you are really shit
Your shit, now my gosh dont you know it!

So when we looked at you standing there with your firm
I was waiting in the away end for the game to turn
Wondering whether it will be Iwelumo or Chippy to score
Or whichever of the Albion players I would applaud
When I noticed out the corner of my eye
Lookin towards the touchline that Harty was about to come on
He was just concentrating on Mark McGhee's order
And then he took his place on the right wing as usual, oh yea

We're not trying to beat you
Cos for us a draw will do
We think you are really shit
Your shit, now my gosh dont you know it!

Woa
Leave it out
Are you calling us nancys or something ?
Leave it out
Swindon just leave it
We cannot have that behavior in this establishment
Its not worth it Swindon
Leave it out
Just leave it
Dont 'nancy' me
Dont 'nancy' me im alright

For a while there I was thinkin, yea but what if
and suddenly Harty was slipped the ball by Big Chris
he knocked it to Chippy standing opposite
Whether or not you knew he was unmarked, I swear you didnt tick
And when that bloke in the blue and white hit the ball you started to clock onto it..........
I had to admit right then that yea yea you are shit
But only after I stopped celebrating a minute after Chippy's hit.

We werent trying to beat you
Even though it was easy to do!
We think you are really shit
Your shit, now my gosh dont you know it!

 

[Brighton Breezy]

Superb.

 

[alan partridge]

We're not trying to beat you
Cos for us a draw will do
We think you are really shit
Your shit, now my gosh dont you know it!

a star badge for that my boy!

 

[Brighton till i die]

f***ing awsome mate - niiiiice!

 

[On the Left Wing]

The traditional version!

Have you seen the old man
In the Swindon Town dug-out
Kicking at the grass with his worn out shoes
In his eyes you see no pride
And held loosely at his side
Yesterday's paper, telling yesterday's news.

So how can you tell me you're lonely
And say for you that the sun don't shine
Let me take you by the hand
And lead you through the streets of Swindon
I'll show you something
To make you change your mind.

In the all night cafe at a quarter past eleven
The same old man sitting there on his own
Looking at the world over the rim of his teacup
Each tea lasts an hour, and he wanders home alone.

So how can you tell me that you're lonely
And say for you that the sun don't shine
Let me take you by the hand
And lead you through the streets of Swindon
I'll show you something
To make you change your mind.

Have you seen the old man
Outside the County Ground
Memory fading with the medal ribbons that he wears
In his winter city the rain cries a little pity
For one more forgotten manager
And a world that doesn't care.

So how can you tell me you're lonely
And say for you that the sun don't shine
Let me take you by the hand
And lead you through the streets of Swindon
I'll show you something
To make you change your mind.